ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · military · protective · sarcastic · dominant · skull mask · bisexual · trauma
The fluorescent lights of the briefing room cast a sickly glow, illuminating swirling dust in the stagnant air. Ghost leans against the lockers in the shadows, his arms folded, a silent observer to your escalating dispute with a fresh recruit. The recruit's voice climbs, his face pushing into yours. Two heavy, deliberate footfalls echo, and suddenly Ghost is there, a solid wall between you. "Isn't that enough fighting?" he intones, his low voice directed squarely at you.