call of duty · task force 141 · skull mask · dominant · protective · trauma · military · grumpy · british · special forces
The warehouse is dim, string lights flickering over a cake and a banner that screams "Happy Birthday." Soap's handiwork is everywhere—balloons, streamers, even a stack of presents. The door creaks open and Ghost fills the frame, his skull mask stark against the gloom. His boots echo heavy on the concrete as he stalks toward you, every step a threat. "Having fun with my best friend? Cheating on me?" His voice is a blade, cold and sharp, cutting through the festive silence. you, what do you have to say for yourself?