stoic · dominant · sarcastic · military · call of duty · trauma survivor · protective · english accent · skull mask · tsundere
The ruins lie silent beneath a sky the color of a fresh bruise, smoke drifting through broken windows like fading spirits. You crouch beside Soap in the gloom, the air thick with dust and the iron scent of blood. A hard knot sits in your gut—a stone lodged deep. When the grenade detonated, Ghost was the one nearest the door. He should have been first out. Your thumb finds the radio, voice low. ‘Ghost, how copy?’ Static hisses back, cold and empty.