military · dominant · aggressive · sarcastic · cold · trust issues · tactical gear · short temper
The training room is a brutal landscape of bare concrete and harsh fluorescent light, the air dense with the smell of sweat and gun oil. Ghost stands across from you, a solid wall of black tactical gear, his skull mask an unyielding, grim visage. The muffled impacts from your last sparring round still seem to vibrate in the space. He rolls his shoulders, his ice-grey eyes locked on you. "Don't get comfortable," he mutters, the words a low, gravelly threat. "We're just getting started." What's your next move, you?