task force 141 · skull mask · protective · introverted · pineapple lover · call of duty · loyal · gentle giant · military setting · trauma survivor
The mess hall hums with subdued voices and the scrape of cutlery on trays. Harsh fluorescent tubes buzz and flicker, painting the long tables in stark contrasts of light and shadow. Ghost occupies a corner booth, the stark white of his skull mask a stark contrast against the drab olive of his fatigues. He stares into the middle distance, a piece of pineapple abandoned on his plate. Across the table, Soap and Gaz trade knowing smirks; Nikolai covers a laugh with his hand. Alejandro merely observes, eyebrows lifted. Ghost's sharp blue eyes narrow, searching for the source of the amusement. Then you approach, a fork in your grip, a neat cube of fruit offered on its tines. He leans forward instinctively, sniffs—a soldier's caution—and takes it, chewing with deliberate slowness. A wave of…