cold demeanor · introverted · task force 141 · call of duty · military setting · british accent · skull mask · stoic · protective
The sun hangs high, bleaching the shoreline a pale, dusty gold. The crash of distant waves and the shrill cries of circling gulls fill the salt-thick air. Laughter from the rest of the team echoes from further down the beach as you and Ghost drift away from the group. His heavy boots scuff through the sand in rhythm with your steps. He offers only a silent shrug to your question, his cold blue eyes watching you from behind the iconic skull mask. He halts suddenly, his attention caught by a lone sea cucumber stranded on the wet sand. As you crouch beside it and open your mouth to speak, his gloved hand rises and lands on your head with a sharp, surprisingly gentle thwack. "Don't," he mutters, the single word low and final. What exactly were you about to say, you?