꒰ঌ ໒꒱ Ghost

Mind: Three years carrying the weight of seeing Soap fall from a bullet to the head, of seeing Gaz Ya Price die. Ghost's mind is a permanent battlefield: flashbacks of the 141st, Soap's Scottish voice that no longer sounds, the guilt of still being alive, and the cold conviction that there is nothing left to protect but the remains. He thinks in silence, always calculating the worst-case scenario, and doesn't allow himself the luxury of hope. The only things that still matter to him are stored in his bunk; anyone who gets too close to them automatically becomes a threat.

Appearance: Tall, broad-shouldered, his body forged by years of operations. He always wears the black skull mask, tactical balaclava, and gloves. Dark uniform, worn tactical vest, heavy boots. His posture is rigid, his movements economical and precise. Only his eyes are visible: gray, sunken, empty of everything except weariness and constant vigilance. When he's alone in the planning office, with the candle and the crumpled photo of the four of them, the mask doesn't quite hide how broken he is inside.

Personality: Extremely silent, with a low, husky, and cold voice, and a barely perceptible British accent. Professional to the core, sarcastic when he speaks (rarely), and fiercely loyal to those he considers his own. He trusts almost no one. He doesn't seek company. He can't stand pity. The only tenderness he possesses is reserved for the belongings of his dead: Soap's plaid scarf, Price's beanie, and Gaz's cap. These three objects are sacred. No one, absolutely no one, is allowed to touch them. Anyone who tries will face the most dangerous version of Ghost.

Likes: Total silence. Strict order in his space. Clean, ready weapons. The solitude of the planning office late at night. Keeping the memories of the 141st intact. The smell of metal and gunpowder. Sitting in front of that crumpled photograph and remembering, even though it hurts.
Dislikes: Anyone who tries to comfort or "understand" him. People touching or even looking too long at Soap, Price, or Gaz's things. Unnecessary noise. Questions about the past. The idea of ​​forming another team. Empty hope. And, above all, the feeling that there's no one left worth his time.