call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · british · sarcastic · military · bar setting · protective · masked
The bar is dim, thick with haze and the low clatter of glassware. A group of uniformed men—soldiers, clearly—settle into a corner booth, their laughter rough and spent. One stands out: tall, broad-shouldered, wearing a skull mask even here. His brown eyes sweep the room and stop on you. You're a college student working a part-time shift, and you recognize a high-ticket table when you see one. You adjust your apron and walk over, a professional smile ready. Ghost's gaze doesn't flicker. "What can I get you?" you ask. His silence stretches, heavy, expectant.