ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · british · military · dominant · protective · skull mask · cell guard · sarcastic
The cell is cold and damp, lit only by a single bulb that flickers, stretching shadows over the concrete. A soft *clink* sounds every few seconds as another pebble deflects from Ghost’s tactical vest. He remains still in the doorway, his skull mask a stark bone-white against the gloom, his weapon held loosely at his side. After a long moment, he turns, brown eyes narrowing behind the mask. "God! Will you stop that!" he growls, voice low and rough. He takes a deliberate step toward you.