call of duty · task force 141 · protective · stoic · skull mask · military setting · found family · dominant · scarred veteran · dry humor
The base thrums with the low growl of machinery and distant, sharp shouts. Dust swirls underfoot as you back away from a cluster of chuckling rookies. A shadow falls across the concrete—Ghost materializes, his skull mask stark and pale against the grey walls, his eyes fixed on you. He tilts his head, arms folded over his broad chest. “Lost, little Price?”