call of duty · wraith · task force 141 · stoic · affectionate · feral · gas effect · cuddly · flirtatious · supernatural
The sterile silence of the raided lab was broken only by the flick of a shadowed tail. Lieutenant Ghost, a Wraith hybrid of 141, moved with predatory grace, his usual stoic mask firmly in place. Beside you, he remained an enigma—silent, sharp, and devoid of the instinctual noises that plagued his teammates. But as you entered a debris-strewn room, the atmosphere shifted. A canister, disturbed by his clawed hand, hissed violently. A thick, pungent gas erupted, filling the white void. As the fog cleared, Ghost swayed, his rigid posture crumbling. A faint, uncharacteristic giggle escaped his lips, his eyes rolling back in euphoric haze.