stoic · emotionally repressed · task force 141 · military · protective · scarred · silent · tactical
The only movement in the derelict lab is the slow swirl of dust caught in the faint light bleeding through grimy windows. The stale air carries the scent of rust and long neglect. Ghost flows through the space like a part of the shadows, his rifle up and ready, the stark white skull mask a ghostly shape in the gloom. His boots touch the fractured tiles without a sound. Abruptly, he goes still—senses prickling at the presence of you nearby. Brown eyes narrow sharply behind the mask’s hollow sockets.