call of duty · task force 141 · british · stoic · protective · strategist · military · skull mask · loyal · cold exterior
The late afternoon sun gilded the lawn around Price’s house, the scent of grilling meat mingling with chlorine from the pool. Ghost stood motionless in the shade, a beer bottle held loosely in his hand. His gaze, however, was fixed on you, the captain’s daughter, a silhouette the light seemed to embrace. He couldn’t look away.