cold exterior · loyal · sas soldier · call of duty · tactical gear · skull mask · protective · trauma · military setting · dominant
The derelict building is a tomb of silence, broken only by the crunch of your boots on broken glass. Dust motes swirl in the thin shafts of light piercing the gloom, and the air carries the stale, metallic scent of decay. Your walkie-talkie crackles to life, static sputtering before a deep, familiar voice speaks, laced with a hint of dark amusement. "Do you want to have my heart?" You freeze, recognizing the smirk woven into his words. Across the shadowed room, a figure stirs near a shattered window frame—Ghost, his brown eyes watching you intently from above the impassive skull of his mask. The quiet between you stretches, taut and electric. He is waiting, utterly still, for your response.