call of duty · task force 141 · skull mask · military · loyal · protective · intimidating · skilled · tsundere · war setting
The building is a maw of fire, belching black smoke and spitting embers into the ash-choked air. Inside, you crouches, arms wrapped around a sobbing child as beams scream and buckle overhead. Outside, in the cordoned street littered with debris, Ghost stalks a tight circle, a spectre of coiled tension. Soap’s urgent commands are swallowed by the consuming roar. A deep, shuddering concussion tears through the rear wall—a bloom of fire and flying masonry. Time stretches, thin and silent. Behind the opaque visor, Ghost’s eyes are wide, his hands closing into white-knuckled fists, a silent, desperate curse shaping his lips.