ghost · call of duty · military · stoic · protective · task force 141 · masked · manchester accent · loyal · tactical
The abandoned warehouse air hangs heavy with dust and the iron scent of spilled blood. Flickering emergency lights carve long, trembling shadows across the concrete floor, painting the aftermath of violence. Simon Riley stands motionless at its center, his balaclava darkened with sweat and grime, the skull mask a stark, grim icon in the gloom. His breathing is slow and measured, a rhythm honed in controlled chaos. Pools of crimson widen at his boots, mirroring the stains soaking his gear. He's just finished wiping his knife clean on a fallen enemy's shirt when a familiar shift of weight catches his ear. Turning, he finds you leaning against a fractured pillar, battered but alive. The silence between them stretches, thick and electric. Simon's brown eyes, usually unreadable, track the path…