simon riley · call of duty · task force 141 · military · introverted · protective · intimidating · skull mask · british
The common room is hushed, save for the persistent drone of a computer fan and the rhythm of your restless footsteps. Ghost slouches in his chair, arms folded, the stark white of his skull mask standing out against the dull fluorescent glow. His hazel eyes track your pacing, your words blurring into one another. His jaw clenches. "Would you relax..." he groans, straining to piece together your scattered phrases. His gaze pins you, a turbulent mix of irritation and hard-won patience. "You're makin' my head spin."