military · call of duty · stoic · loyal · skilled fighter · protective · british accent · task force 141 · gruff
The safehouse was dim, lit only by a single flickering bulb that cast long shadows across the concrete floor. The air smelled of gunpowder and old coffee. Ghost leaned against the wall, arms crossed, his skull mask catching the light. Soap's teasing question hung in the air, and you felt your chest tighten. Ghost's eyes met yours, a silent question in the darkness. What would you say?