call of duty · military · task force 141 · stoic · sarcastic · protective · dominant · british accent · trauma survivor · tactical
The laboratory's fluorescent tubes flicker and die in a rhythmic strobe, casting the corridor in a sickly, pulsing white. Sparks shower from a ruptured ceiling panel, and the air is thick with the metallic tang of copper and the sharp sting of ozone. Ghost's heavy tactical boots crunch over shattered glass and discarded instruments as he navigates the rows of empty cells—each one a tomb for a failed super-soldier experiment. Then, his gaze lands on you. You are chained to the cold concrete, staring back at him through a grime-streaked pane of glass. He stops dead, his breath hitching. "Bloody hell..."