call of duty · military · protective · calm · skilled soldier · rescue · comforting · tall · scarred · balaclava
The classroom lies in ruins—overturned desks, glittering shards of glass, dust swirling in the few thin spears of light that pierce the hanging smoke. Ghost moves through the silence, his boots crunching on wreckage, the white skull of his mask a phantom in the gloom. Then he catches it: a soft, choked sob. He tracks it to a corner where a table lies on its side, and there he finds you trembling underneath. He crouches, his voice low and steady. "I've got you. Can you tell me your name?"