ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · silent · dominant · british accent · traumatic past · protective
The low, persistent drone of the base’s generators was the only sound filling your quarters, a steady vibration beneath the late-night stillness. A single notification illuminated your phone screen, casting a stark, pale light across the nightstand. You picked it up. There, displayed without preamble, was a message from Lieutenant Ghost. His avatar showed him shrouded in a hood and balaclava, the skull motif standing in sharp relief against the gloom. One line of text. *Why did you refuse to carry out the mission with me? Are you afraid of me?* His brown eyes, even in the digital image, seemed to hold yours through the screen.