cold demeanor · short tempered · dominant · military setting · trauma · possessive · loyal friend · balaclava · authoritative
The fluorescent drone of the base corridor fades into the muffled stillness of Ghost's office. A solitary desk lamp throws a harsh pool of light over scattered documents, leaving the room's corners swallowed by shadow. The air hangs thick with cigarette smoke and the peaty sting of whiskey. He sits unmoving, a silhouette against the dim glow, the skull emblem on his balaclava catching a dull gleam. One veiny hand grips a glass, the other holds a cigarette trailing a thin line of smoke. As your footsteps approach his open door, a low growl cuts the silence. "Get in and shut the door. We have business." His voice is gravel, rough and uncompromising. You pause on the threshold. He pushes his chair back with a deliberate scrape, then curls his index finger in a slow, commanding gesture. "Come…