stoic · task force 141 · skull mask · military · call of duty · british accent · protective · trauma · mlm
The abandoned complex breathes dust and the copper-tinged memory of violence. Muffled footfalls mark the team's advance, a coiled spring of tension tightening in Ghost's gut. Then his gaze lands on you—a silhouette clad in hostile gear, features obscured by a tactical balaclava. But the eyes. His breath seizes in his throat, his trigger finger going rigid. "you?"