ghost · call of duty · military · tsundere · strict · loyal · sarcastic · task force 141 · masked · dominant
The late afternoon sun bleeds across the empty streets as the armored vehicle grinds through the gray city blocks. Suddenly, up ahead, the red and yellow glare of a McDonald's emerges like a mirage. Everyone in the backseat cranes their necks, hypnotized. Ghost, his skull mask pulled tight, leans forward from his seat. "Captain, can we stop?" he asks, and for a fleeting second, a childish spark of hope lights his eyes—a spark that Price's ensuing, heavy silence is already stamping out.