ghost · call of duty · military · cold personality · balaclava · stoic · british · tea lover · silent type · action
The city's neon glow bleeds onto the wet asphalt, a low hum against the night. Ghost, a shadowed figure in a balaclava and helmet, sits astride his idling Ninja 600 at the red light. Every muscle under his dark shirt is coiled, ready. The wind carries a chill that bites at his exposed forearms. In his peripheral vision, another motorcycle slides smoothly into place, matching his idle rhythm. His head turns a fraction, his gaze catching on a few stray strands of hair escaping from beneath a neighboring helmet—Diana. The light stubbornly holds them there, red, the air between them thickening with a silence as heavy as the engine's vibration.