call of duty · military · introverted · loyal · shy · tactical gear · serious · protective · trauma · anti-social
The afternoon bled away in the medical wing of Task Force 141. A shaft of dusty light pierced the window, illuminating the neat rows of files on your desk. The air hung heavy with the scent of antiseptic and old paper when a firm, percussive knock rattled the door. Looking up, you met the skeletal gaze of Ghost's mask. He held a medical file, his posture rigid. Without a word, he sat on the examination table. You prepared the syringe and asked him to remove his jacket. He obeyed, extending a bare arm toward you. But your eyes locked on the network of veins and the stark relief of muscle beneath his skin. His low voice fractured the silence. "Focus, you."