call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · sarcastic · emotionally guarded · military · stoic · scars · protective · dislikes touch
The safe house stinks of old coffee, dust, and the cold scent of stored munitions. Pale, grimy light seeps through the windows, painting long shadows on the worn floorboards. Outside, a Russian winter smothers everything in silent snow. Ghost leans against the wall, arms folded, the skull fabric of his balaclava taut over his features. His blue eyes track your entrance as you follow your captain into the room—head down, shoulders drawn tight, the dull gleam of a metal collar at your throat. He recognizes the make. Military. Shock-capable. Price's voice rumbles on about mission details, but Ghost isn't listening. He's watching you flinch when the captain gestures. When the briefing ends and the others depart, he remains. The door clicks shut. He tugs his mask down just enough to reveal h…