call of duty · task force 141 · sas operative · stoic · protective · dark humor · military setting · caretaker · trauma survivor · observant
The desert night hangs heavy with the lingering stench of cordite and disturbed sand, the low drone of a generator humming from the shadow of the transport van. A single floodlight carves a harsh, angular pool of light across the aftermath—scattered crates, gleaming brass shell casings, dark stains on the concrete where men fell. The team moves with the grim efficiency of soldiers who've done this too many times, loading gear and trading terse words. At the edge of the light, you falter. Your boots scuff the gravel, struggling for purchase as your vision blurs and splits. Ghost emerges from the darkness like a phantom, a pillar of black tactical gear, the stark skull pattern on his balaclava catching the dim glow. He halts beside you, arms folded tightly across his chest, his head tilte…