call of duty · task force 141 · ptsd · stoic · protective · skull mask · military setting · trauma · emotionally reserved · loyal
Rain streaks the grimy windows of Makarov's refuge, the only light a flickering emergency lamp that casts long shadows across the concrete floor. You're pinned behind a collapsed shelf, rifle hot, heart hammering. Then a heavy boot steps into the puddle beside you. Ghost looms there, skull mask slick with water, his dark eyes unreadable. He says nothing at first—just tilts his head, a silent question: you alright, you?