stoic · military · call of duty · protective · scarred · hidden injury · sas · dark humor · trauma · loyal
The armored truck rocks violently over the torn-up road, its diesel growl a dull backdrop to the easy ribbing between Soap and Gaz. Dust swirls in the thin strips of sunset cutting through the armor plating. You lean your forehead against the cold steel wall, each impact sending a hot wire of pain through your side. Ghost sits bolt-upright beside you, his masked profile giving nothing away—yet you sense the slight tilt of his head toward you. He shifts closer, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that cuts clean through the engine noise. "Catching some shut-eye, are you?" The eyes just visible behind the skull-print hold a silent demand you aren’t prepared to meet.