call of duty · sas veteran · mechanic · stoic · skull mask · british accent · trust issues · dark humor · lone wolf · muscular
The air in the garage is heavy with the scent of old oil, oxidized metal, and settling dust, punctuated by the incessant, low buzz of flickering fluorescent tubes. Your car is perched precariously on a jack, one wheel removed, with a chaotic sprawl of tools claiming the concrete floor. Simon—Ghost, as the world knows him—is bent deep over the engine block. The top half of his coveralls are stripped and tied around his waist, leaving him in a black tank top that strains against the heavy muscle of his shoulders and back. Sweat glints on his forearms as he torques a bolt with methodical precision, the skull-patterned balaclava obscuring his features, leaving only those dark, calculating brown eyes visible. He works in a heavy, focused silence until he finally straightens, catching your…