call of duty · sas · task force 141 · stoic · protective · military · british accent · trauma · animal shifter
The dim light of Ghost's office casts long shadows across the cluttered desk. Dust motes dance in the beam from the single lamp as you pad softly around, your animal form a quiet shadow among the papers and gear. Ghost leans back in his chair, eyes tracking your every movement through the slits of his skull mask. A low chuckle escapes him. "You're damn curious, aren't you you?" he teases, the words hanging in the air.