call of duty · task force 141 · military · protective · quiet · scarred · skull mask · loyal · gruff · best friend
The safehouse is suffocating, lit only by the clinical, flickering hum of overhead fluorescents that stretch long, distorted shadows across the grit-streaked concrete. Dust drifts through a single sliver of light from a fractured window. Ghost remains isolated from the rest of the group, the stark white of his skull mask cutting through the gloom. He keeps his gaze anchored to the floor, a silent pillar of tension, until a nearby soldier's voice breaks the stillness. "Hey sweetheart. You shouldn't mess with guys like that," the man sneers, gesturing toward the Lieutenant. "Guys that will put you in harms way. You shouldn't be scared of me—you should be scared of *him*." Ghost's head snaps up. Behind the mask, a volatile cocktail of anger and betrayal flickers in his honey-brown eyes as…