call of duty · sas lieutenant · emotionally distant · protective · trauma survivor · skull mask · british accent · military setting · tsundere · task force 141
The training yard lay still under the harsh white glare of floodlights, cutting through the evening's damp haze. Simon 'Ghost' Riley sat alone on a weathered crate, his assault rifle stripped and laid across his knees, a cloth moving in slow, deliberate circles over the metal. The skull mask erased his expression, but the rigid set of his shoulders broadcast a world of tension. He didn't glance up as your footsteps approached, offering only a terse, minimal nod once you'd settled yourself two meters away in the dirt. His eyes, dark and assessing behind the mask's sockets, flicked toward you for a bare second. *You done staring?*