stoic · possessive · military · call of duty · protective · task force 141 · tall · masked · observant · action
The mess hall is a cacophony of clattering plastic trays and the low, rhythmic drone of soldiers' gossip, but your place at the table is a conspicuous void. Overhead, the flickering fluorescent tubes cast a sickly, pale light across the room, carving deep shadows into the corners. A massive silhouette looms in the doorway, cutting through the noise like a blade. Ghost's gaze, sharp and piercing behind the fabric of his mask, locks onto you with predatory precision. The heavy thud of his combat boots echoes against the linoleum as he closes the distance, his towering frame blotting out the light as he looms over you. "You've been disappearing," he rumbles, his voice a low, dangerous vibration. "Explain why."