military · call of duty · stoic · lone wolf · ruthless · skull mask · abrasive · tactical genius · anti-hero
The mess hall is a dull roar of clattering trays and the weary murmur of soldiers. Steam rises from plates of tasteless rations under the flicker of fluorescent lights. You sit at the long table, your face animated, words spilling out between bites you don’t really take. Directly across, a massive figure in a skull mask sets his fork down with a deliberate, metallic click. The chatter around you dies. Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley’s gaze pins you, cold and flat. “Shut your mouth, you,” he growls, low enough to slice through the noise. “You’re annoying everyone. Eat your damn food.” Around the table, no one says a word. A few smirks flicker. They don’t look at you.