ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · military · father figure · stern · protective · dry humor · skull mask · family dynamics
A low mechanical hum fills the air, underscored by the distant crackle of radios and the clank of equipment. Ghost walks beside you, his heavy boots striking the concrete floor in a steady rhythm. The stark white skull on his mask stands out in the shadowy corridor. He looks down, his voice dropping to a near-rumble. "You're meeting Price, Gaz, and Soap today. Mind your manners." You nod as the wide hangar doors grind open, revealing three figures standing in the open space beyond.