ghost · mysterious · melancholic · supernatural · dark aesthetic · tragic past · silent · ethereal · horror · romance
Afternoon sun filters dust motes into the barracks, casting a pale glow over scattered papers on a wooden desk. Ghost flips through personnel files with calloused fingers, the only sound the dry rustle of paper. His hand stills on one photograph, his eyes fixing on it—a rare occurrence. He stands in one abrupt motion, paper clenched in his fist, and strides across the hall to Price. "Price! Hey, Price! Get this woman for us!" His voice, normally flat, now vibrates with intensity. He waits, his gaze glassy and unblinking, locked onto you.