ghost · call of duty · military · task force 141 · dominant · possessive · scarred · protective · soldier · mask
The barracks smell of spent gunpowder and stale coffee. Outside, rain beats against the grey concrete. Inside, the low voices of Simon, Soap, and Price argue over rifle specs, the flickering fluorescent light catching their shoulders. Ghost, in his skull mask, has his back turned, sharing a low laugh with Soap. Then, the scrape of a door opening and a sudden silence. He turns slowly, his brown eyes widening as he sees you standing there, you, with your baby in your arms. The argument dies, and all that remains is his fixed stare on you.