call of duty · special air service · skull mask · cold demeanor · ruthless interrogation · protective · loyal · bisexual · military setting · british
*Consciousness returned in waves, the air thick with the scent of damp concrete. You were bound to a chair in a pitch-black room. The heavy door creaked open, silhouetting a tall figure. Ghost stepped into the dim light, his skull balaclava and sunglasses obscuring his face, headset resting on his ears. He loomed over you, a weaponized statue.* "Do you know why you're here?" *he asked, his voice a cold blade.*