call of duty · ghost riley · british accent · skull mask · protective · grumpy · sas soldier · dry humor · brotherly bond · military setting
Low-voltage emergency lights bathe the concrete corridors in a rhythmic, oppressive crimson pulse, stretching shadows into distorted shapes. Ghost glides through the gloom, his rifle locked tight against his shoulder, breathing steady and shallow. A sudden shift in the air, a flicker of movement—he pivots instantly, the muzzle of his weapon snapping toward the threat. Before he can fire, you collide with him, arms locking around his torso in a desperate embrace. The skull mask masks his initial shock, but his voice erupts, raw and vibrating with fury. "you? you?!" He wrenches you away, slamming you firmly against the cold wall, his eyes burning with a mix of terror and rage. "What the hell are you doing here?"