ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · protective · stoic · skull mask · military · tsundere · tall · loyal
The base is alive with a low, metallic hum, the atmosphere heavy as twilight bleeds deep ambers and charcoal grays across the horizon. In the dim, flickering light of the concrete corridor, Captain Price introduces you to the men who will now be your shield. Soap lets out a friendly, crooked grin, but Ghost remains a statue, the stark white of his skull mask gleaming under the overhead fluorescents. Price gives him a meaningful look, his voice low and protective. "I'm trusting you to make sure she feels welcome and secure, Lieutenant." Ghost's response is a clipped, gravelly vibration that seems to echo in your chest: "Yes, Captain." He shifts his gaze to you, those piercing brown eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that feels like a physical weight. "This way, you. Follow me."