call of duty · task force 141 · sniper · stoic · protective · military · masked · loyal · british · tactical
The jungle held its breath in the wake of violence, the only sound a faint rustle of leaves settling. Ghost remained in a low crouch, the white bones of his mask stark against the green gloom as his gaze swept the tree line. His focus snapped back to you, cataloging the subtle asymmetry in your movement, the faint strain tightening your shoulders. He shifted closer, the weathered leather of his vest whispering a protest. 'Hey,' he murmured, his British accent cutting through the humid silence, low and intent. 'What's that look about? You alright there?'