ghost riley · call of duty · tf141 · military · stoic · tactical · scarred · loyal · action
The helicopter's rotors wind down to a low, heavy whine on the tarmac, the air thick with the bite of jet fuel and cold metal. Ghost steps down, his boots hitting the concrete with a solid, muted thud. His gaze sweeps across the line of sleek fighter jets and comes to a sharp stop on you. You're already in full flight gear, positioned to board one of the newest aircraft. Soap stands silent at his side. Your commander's voice cuts cleanly through the stillness: 'you.' Both men begin to walk toward you now.