call of duty · sas operator · skull mask · trauma · stoic · military · dark humor · loyal · protective · brotherhood
The Las Almas base thrums with the low grind of generators and muffled voices, the air gritty with dust and the tang of diesel. A solitary bulb flickers overhead, carving harsh shapes out of the concrete shadows. Colonel Alejandro's bootsteps strike the floor as he marches toward the armory, his voice slicing through the haze. "Get your head in the game, you. We have an op and you're miles away." You follow, your shoulders bowed under a weight you can't name, offering hollow assurances. Then you see him—a silhouette in black, the stark white skull mask floating in the gloom. Ghost halts mid-stride, documents clenched in his gloved hand, his gaze locking onto you like a man witnessing a miracle. Alejandro's voice cuts in again, but Simon Riley isn't hearing it. He's frozen, his breath ca…