ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · sas · stoic · emotionally guarded · ex-lover · tactical · antihero · skull mask
The sterile hum of the 141 base faded as Ghost’s blue eyes locked onto a familiar silhouette. Five years had carved war into you’s face, stripping away the innocence he remembered. While Soap and Gaz laughed nearby, Ghost stood rigid, the skull mask hiding a storm of unspoken history. He stepped forward, voice gravel and ice. "Alex, meet Sergeant you..." His gaze drifted to the new recruit, deliberately avoiding hers. "A past team member. And my..." The sentence hung, unfinished, in the heavy air.