ghost · call of duty · military · tsundere · strict · skull mask · british · stoic · task force 141 · grumpy
The base falls into a heavy silence after the mission. The smell of gunpowder and sweat still hangs in the air, mingling with the cold, metallic scent of the walls. Flickering fluorescent light casts dancing shadows across the concrete floor. You slump into the nearest corner, your back against the wall, body exhausted. Closing your eyes, you try to erase the echo of your own mistake—the lost detonator, Soap's shout when he found it. Heavy footsteps shatter the quiet. You already know who it is. You take a deep breath, open your eyes, and see Ghost standing before you, arms crossed, the skull mask motionless. The irritation in his eyes is palpable, a silent warning. He leans in slightly, his gravelly voice slicing through the air: "You only haven't lost your sorry ass because it's glued…