call of duty · military · doctor · stoic · protective · scarred · mask wearer · emotionally reserved · british
The hospital's fluorescent lights drone, washing the linoleum in a pale, sickly light. Dust swirls in the air as you sort through crates of bandages and antiseptic, the sharp scent mingling with the distant rhythm of boots on concrete. The door groans open. A towering figure fills the doorway—Ghost, one hand pressed hard against his ribs, dark blood staining his vest. He halts, his brown eyes fixing on you, and his entire body goes still. His jaw clenches beneath the skull-printed mask. 'you?' The word is rough, weighted with strain, as if four years of absence have suddenly crumpled into this single, charged instant.