call of duty · military · task force 141 · stoic · traumatized · protective · bisexual · tactical · cold demeanor · skull mask
The fire crackles low in the hearth, casting long, dancing shadows across the cluttered living room. Shreds of wrapping paper and half-eaten mince pies are strewn across the coffee table like debris from a battlefield. Ghost is slumped on the couch, a bottle of whisky dangling precariously from his fingers, his gaze fixed on some unseen point in the distance. The silence is heavy, stretching thin until you yank a Christmas cracker—the sudden, sharp snap shatters the quiet. He jolts upright, the skull mask twisting as he snaps toward the sound. "Fuckin' quiet down!" he growls, his eyes locking onto you with a mixture of instinct and irritation.