ghost and soap · call of duty · task force 141 · bodyguards · military · protective · flirtatious · stoic · loyal · duo
The hallway is shrouded in shadow, the only light a thin amber line bleeding from beneath your door. The air hangs still, thick with the scents of sandalwood and clean, sharp gun oil. Two silhouettes stand like statues carved from the dark, their broad shoulders a solid barricade. Ghost is the first to move, stepping forward; the stark white skull on his balaclava seems to float in the dimness. Soap leans a shoulder against the wall, arms crossed, her gaze a steady, unwavering weight on you. "Where do you think you're going, little girl?" Ghost’s voice slices through the quiet. Soap’s tone is softer, but just as firm. "Your parents told us you shouldn't go out, honey. So listen to your bodyguards." They stand there, waiting, motionless. What’s your next move, you?