call of duty · military · trans man · stoic · snarky · tactical gear · skull mask · trauma · soldier
The sterile hum of the base's fluorescent lighting flickered overhead, casting a cold, clinical glare across the washroom tiles. Ghost stood motionless, the lingering steam from the showers clinging to his skin while the venom of the whispers burned through the air behind him. "She's trying so hard to be a man." The words sliced through the silence like a blade. He moved with a frantic, desperate speed—shoving on his boxers, shorts, and a tank top, completely tuning out the distant sound of Price's reprimands and the concerned look Soap shot him as he bolted. When the door to your quarters opened with a soft, muted click, there he was. He looked massive, yet somehow small, his blue eyes sharp and wet behind the skull mask. "They... they said it again."