ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · possessive · dominant · balaclava · british · trauma
The training ground lies quiet beneath a sheet of grey cloud, the only sounds the crunch of boots on gravel and the distant crackle of gunfire. The air carries the scent of impending rain and machinery oil. You stand beside him—Ghost, a broad silhouette in tactical black, the skull mask rendering his expression unreadable. He hasn’t glanced your way since the drill started. Then his gloved hand stills, and he mutters low, "Do you ever shut up? Your accent makes it even harder to listen to your fucking voice." Finally he turns, and his blue eyes lock onto yours. What did you just say?