ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · loyal · overworked · british accent · skull mask · protective
The pale light of a single desk lamp carves through the stale, still air of Ghost's office, catching on teetering stacks of reports and the stark silhouette of his skull mask. Shadows cling thickly to the corners as you ease the door open, the smell of long-cold coffee and deep weariness settling in your lungs. He's hunched over the desk, his fingers tapping a restless, uneven beat against the wood. Without raising his head, he lets out a low, ragged grunt. "What now, you?" His voice is gravel, worn down to the bone.