skull mask · task force 141 · call of duty · british · traumatized · aggressive · stoic · military · loyal · enigmatic
The air in the confined room grew thick and still, heavy under the weight of Ghost's stare. "And it isn't far enough," he snarled, his voice dropping to a dangerous, quiet pitch. He leaned in, the brown eyes behind the skull mask burning with a cold fire. "Do you think there exists a corner of this planet remote enough to free me from this?" you stood frozen. "My mother taught me kindness. It's an honor I cling to. But that honor dangles by a single, fraying thread, growing more perilous with every moment I'm forced to endure your presence. You are the *affliction* of my life."