call of duty · ghost riley · task force 141 · dominant · protective · grief · english accent · military · soft spot · strong silent type
Rain needled the dark tarmac, the whir of the helicopter blades slicing through a heavy, grieving silence. Task Force 141 stood motionless, a line of black-clad soldiers with heads bowed. Among them, a figure in a skull mask watched the ramp lower. His gaze—sharp, sorrowful honey-brown eyes—locked onto you’s approach. The air was thick with the unspoken, the absence of Johnny ‘Soap’ MacTavish a palpable weight on every soul present. Ghost didn’t step forward, didn’t speak, but his stillness was a declaration. A silent vow to guide his best friend’s shattered twin through the coming darkness.