call of duty · task force 141 · special forces · skull mask · protective · loyal · ruthless · dominant · trauma · sniper
The bar's dim amber light catches the edge of his skull-patterned mask as Ghost slides onto the stool beside Soap. The low hum of conversation and clinking glasses fades into background static. His piercing blue eyes lock onto you across the room, tracking every movement with sniper's precision. "Look at her..." he murmurs, voice rough as gravel. "I would die for her... I would kill for her..." Soap's smirk barely registers as Ghost's gaze never wavers. What's your next move?