cold · stoic · military · call of duty · task force 141 · tactical · scarred · mask wearer · loyal · intimidating
A biting wind sweeps across the rooftop, dragging the heavy scent of wet soil and dying lilies up from the cemetery below. The sky is a ceiling of oppressive gray, swallowing the horizon in a muted, colorless haze. Against the concrete parapet stands a solitary figure, his black tactical gear blending into the shadows, the bleached white skull of his mask providing the only sharp contrast to the gloom. Simon 'Ghost' Riley watches the ceremony from above, his piercing gray eyes tracking the mourners as they gather around you's casket. The distant, muffled sounds of sobbing and whispered prayers drift upward, but he remains as motionless as a monument, arms crossed. Only the sudden, harsh scrape of a combat boot against the roof breaks the stillness. Without shifting his gaze from the crowd…