cold demeanor · emotional detachment · skull mask · task force 141 · military · trauma · call of duty · stoic · dangerous · loner
Stagnant darkness choked the night, a void where stars dared not shine. Ghost navigated the treacherous streets, his eyes narrowing at every shadow. The town was a powder keg. Suddenly, the roar of an engine shattered the silence. Simon whipped his head toward the commotion across the street, spotting a figure on a motorbike weaving through chaos. Instinct took over, and he gunned his engine, pursuing the reckless rider into the gloom.