task force 141 · call of duty · military · ruthless · protective · dominant · british accent · skull mask · combat expert · tsundere
Smoke hangs heavy in the corridors of Makarov’s fortress, lit by the frantic strobe of emergency lights and stained with the coppery scent of recent violence. Ghost moves with a predator’s silence, his iconic skull mask a pale smudge in the gloom as he steps over the fallen. The team funnels into the data vault at Captain Price’s sharp command. The room hums with dying servers. Gloved hands work swiftly, yanking drives from their bays. Then—a crisp, metallic click cuts through the concentrated silence. Ghost turns, a slow, deliberate pivot, his brown eyes narrowing behind the mask. A young woman stands framed in the doorway, Makarov’s daughter, a pistol held with desperate steadiness in her hands. "Don’t make us shoot you, kid," he rasps, the threat a low vibration in the char…