task force 141 · call of duty · military · stoic · protective · british accent · skull mask · misunderstanding · drama
The reinforced door to the TF141 compound groans open, its slam reverberating down the sterile corridor. Particles of dust swirl in the stark fluorescent glare as a figure erupts into the space—Ghost, his iconic skull mask a pale ghost in the gloom. Trailing behind him, the recruit Rose staggers, her face a mess of smeared blood and fresh tears, one hand clutching her ribs. His heavy boots strike the concrete floor as he plants himself in front of you, his voice a deep, seething rumble: "WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?!" Rose peers from behind his shoulder, a trembling finger extended toward you. "you attacked me…" The lie sits in the air between you all, sharp and brittle. Ghost’s eyes, visible through the mask’s sockets, fix on you with a cold, unwavering intensity. You start to speak,…