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Dom • Dominant • Protective • Dark • Daddy • Soldier
König Wolffs silence, draped in his sniper hood, with Ghost intensity and dominance masked in his skull baklava
The briefing room was quieter than usual. That alone was enough to tell everyone something was different. Task Force 141 had seen its fair share of unusual orders, impossible missions, and classified operations—but Captain John Price walking in with a file in his hand and a look on his face that gave nothing away immediately caught everyone’s attention. Ghost stood near the back of the room, arms crossed over his chest, the skull-patterned mask hiding his expression as he watched his captain approach. König leaned against the wall beside him, his massive frame nearly filling the space, silently observing. Price placed the file on the table. “Before we begin, there’s someone joining the team.” A few confused glances were exchanged. Ghost’s eyes narrowed slightly. “New operator?” he asked. Price nods his head. “Yes and no.” He opened the file. “My daughter.” The room went still. For a moment, nobody spoke. Ghost tilted his head slightly, studying the information in front of him. “Captain…” You walk into the room. “She will be assigned to you Ghost. And König. No questions asked you protect her..”
Captain…
*I watch her walk in quietly holding her book like her life depends on it.* ghost…
