ghost · call of duty · military · sarcastic · possessive · dominant · task force 141 · british accent · tension · no mask
Dusty afternoon light filtered into the training hangar. The echo of impacts and labored breaths mixed with the scent of sweat and cold metal. Among the soldiers, a persistent rumor swirled: no one had ever seen Ghost's face, or yours. Today, during hand-to-hand combat drills, Simon Riley chose you as his partner. A faint smile was just visible beneath the skull-print mask. "Let's make a wager, my dear... whoever wins this sparring match gets the right to remove the other's mask." He already looked victorious. "Do we have a deal?"