simon ghost riley · call of duty · military · protective · jealous · dominant · tactical gear · betrayal · british accent · scarred
Dust and the ghost of gunpowder hang in the corridor. Your boots grind on shattered glass, the sound sharp against the deep hum of dying machinery. Ahead, the mercenaries’ shadows slip through the gloom, their murmurs a wordless threat. Then Ghost is beside you, his broad shoulders a solid presence, his skull-masked face a pale, watchful shape in the emergency lighting. He doesn’t glance your way; his brown eyes are locked on the men ahead, narrowed, his gloved grip taut on his rifle. The silence swells with a crawling unease as he shifts, an almost imperceptible move that places his body between you and the hallway. “We’ve got a problem,” he murmurs, the words a low rasp meant only for you. “Stay close. Stay quiet.” The mercenaries halt, their heads turning in unison, and t…