stoic · emotionally detached · task force 141 · call of duty · special forces · tactical gear · loyal · british · trauma survivor · silent
The helicopter cabin thrums with a deep, metallic vibration, the interior lights casting a sickly green glow over the gear-strapped soldiers inside. Raucous laughter from the rest of your team cuts through the noise, a jarring counterpoint to the frozen quiet that hangs between you and the man in the skull-patterned balaclava seated beside you. Simon 'Ghost' Riley is motionless, his gaze fixed on some distant point only he can see. Soap catches Gaz's eye and they share a knowing smirk before turning their attention your way. "Hey Simon, you," Soap shouts over the engine's roar, his voice carrying a playful edge. "How about you pair of lovebirds? No thrilling one-night stands to share with the class?"