call of duty · task force 141 · father figure · protective · military setting · daddy issues · emotional support · scarred face · stern exterior · loyal
A frigid, pre-dawn haze smothers the Task Force 141 training yard, the only light a sickly glow from the perimeter lamps. Ghost is a statue in the half-dark, the stark white of his mask floating disembodied in the gloom. He tracks your approach, the set of his shoulders tense. His voice slices the silence, not loud, but carrying the full weight of command. *Are you ready for training, kid?* It isn't a question; it's a gauntlet thrown at your feet. Just how far will you go for him today?