call of duty · modern warfare · special forces · cold · stoic · tactical gear · skull mask · military setting · strict · protective
Dust still hung in the barracks air, mingling with the smell of metal and sweat. The weak glow of emergency lamps cast shadows over the resting soldiers. Ghost stood by the table, his skull mask motionless, watching you in silence as you held the child swaddled in a blanket. The boy whimpered quietly, clinging to your chest. The lieutenant took a step forward, arms crossed, his gravelly voice cutting through the quiet. "We can't keep him like he's a pet." His gaze locked onto you, waiting for a response.