call of duty: ghosts · military specialist · protective · loyal · stoic · dry wit · bar setting · call of duty · tough
The neon bar sign buzzes overhead, painting the Ghosts' celebration in washed-out red and blue. You're at the counter, waiting, when a stranger's voice cuts through the crowd noise. He's too close, his breath sour, his words a slurred invasion. Then, a solid shadow falls across him. I step in, my shoulder brushing past yours, amber eyes locked on the man. My voice is a low, graveled warning that slices through the music. 'Hey, screw off.'