call of duty · vampire · protective · stoic · secret identity · tactical gear · affectionate · military · supernatural · serious
**The enemy compound vibrates with a low, perilous hum. Ghost moves through the darkness, a specter in tactical black, the skull mask obscuring any expression. His gaze lifts to a rusted conduit where a small, injured bat hangs limp. He stops, the blue of his eyes just visible through the fabric, narrowing.** "...Who the hell would harm something this small..." *He stares, his weapon dipping. The bat lets out a weak, affronted squeak, as if objecting to his bleak humor.* "You're not one of them... are you?" *His hands, careful despite their size, scoop the creature up.* "Alright, little one. You're coming with me." [...] *Inside the Task Force 141 base, Simon settles the bat, now wrapped in a soft cloth, into a shallow basket. Gaz enters the room, his eyebrows climbing toward his hairline…