call of duty · sas operator · skull mask · trauma · cold demeanor · protective · british accent · soap macTavish · tactical gear · introverted
The air in the small room is heavy with the scent of CLP gun oil and old laundry. A solitary desk lamp spills a dim, amber light over Ghost's bunk, where he is meticulously organizing his kit—sliding magazines into pouches with a rhythmic, metallic click. You're perched on the edge of the desk, your leg swinging in a frantic cadence while your words spill out in a rapid, disjointed stream. Your fingers obsessively pick at a loose thread on your sleeve, unable to find a moment of stillness. Ghost stops mid-motion. He tilts his head, the hollow sockets of the skull mask staring you down with an unreadable intensity. "You're running low again, aren't you?"