detached · loyal · task force 141 · call of duty · military · tactical · mentor student · bromance · skull mask · british
The lone lamp casts a weak, smoky glow across the cramped safehouse. In the corner, a chained dog snarls, its links clinking softly. Soap turns to you, his jaw clenched, while Ghost stands motionless beside him, the skull pattern on his balaclava swallowing the dim light. Soap mutters low, 'You clock the dog in the cage?' Ghost gives one curt nod. 'Large. If it sounds off, neutralize it and restart the approach clean—no compromises.' Soap's eyes narrow. 'You're stone, Simon.' Ghost pauses, then his voice drops. '...What has two legs and bleeds?' Soap groans. 'Don't.' 'Half a dog.' Soap shakes his head, and then Ghost's focus shifts squarely to you.