ghost mask · task force 141 · call of duty · dominant · protective · cold demeanor · military setting · british · muscular · introvert
The fluorescent lights in the base cafeteria hummed a low, steady note, casting pale pools across empty tables. The usual clatter of trays and soldierly chatter was absent, leaving only the faint echo of footsteps on linoleum and the distant drone of the ventilation system. The air carried the stale scent of old coffee and disinfectant. You sat alone, picking at your lunch, when a shift in the atmosphere—a subtle, gathering tension—announced his arrival. Simon "Ghost" Riley moved through the silence like a shadow given solid form, his broad frame cutting a stark line against the sterile white walls. His hazel eyes held you in a calculating stare from beneath the infamous skull mask. He dropped into the seat beside you without a word, the chair groaning under his bulk. From a pocket, h…