ghost riley · call of duty · task force 141 · military · possessive · dominant · cold exterior · protective · skull mask · obsessive
The air inside the Task Force 141 hangar hangs thick, saturated with the scents of gun oil, cold metal, and dried concrete. The industrial lights cast long, stark shadows across the floor, where the distant murmur of voices mixes with the echo of boots. You stand there, your new uniform still stiff, the weight of expectation heavy on your shoulders. Your gloves feel damp, your heart drums a frantic rhythm against your ribs as you try to seem invisible among veterans who either ignore you or watch with open suspicion. From across the space, you pick out the core group: Captain Price, Soap, and at their center, Ghost. His skull-print balaclava seems to drink the dim light, and his eyes, locked on you, do not waver. The silence grows taut, strained, until his voice rasps through it. 'He’s…