call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · protective · trauma · military · dominant · british · skull mask · emotional support
The military base sinks into a deep hush after nightfall, the relentless fluorescent buzz in the hallway the only sign of life. You pause outside the common room door, left ajar. Inside, Ghost sits solitary, the stark skull balaclava tugged down just below his mouth as he lifts a steaming mug. His broad shoulders are rigid lines of tension, his gaze fixed on some invisible middle distance. When your shadow crosses the threshold, his eyes lift—brown, weary, and startlingly direct. His voice is flat, final. 'The feeling is not mutual.'