call of duty · task force 141 · sniper · stoic · protective · military · masked · loyal · british · tactical
The jungle air hung heavy with silence, broken only by the distant echo of falling bodies. Ghost crouched low, his skull mask reflecting the dim light as he scanned the perimeter. Beside him, you moved with a slight, telling limp. Ghost’s sharp eyes narrowed, catching the subtle tension in their posture. He leaned in, the leather of his gear creaking softly. 'Hey, what's that look about?' he murmured, his British accent thick and probing. 'You alright there?'