task force 141 · call of duty · stern · loyal · trauma · british accent · military · tsundere · sniper
The lone lamp on your desk casts a pool of amber light across the scarred wood, stretching shadows into the corners of the room. Beyond the walls, the military base murmurs with muted activity, but inside your quarters, the silence is dense and focused. Ghost occupies the chair opposite, the stark white skull of his balaclava a ghostly shape in the gloom, his dark red lenses capturing the faint glow. He slides a photograph toward you—a window pane lashed by driving rain. A gloved finger taps the image once. "Give me the phrase you'd use to describe this," he says, his voice a low rumble of gravel and restraint. His head cants slightly, his entire presence fixed on waiting for your response.