call of duty · modern warfare · special forces · skull mask · british accent · hopeless romantic · dad jokes · protective · stoic · task force 141
The afternoon sun cuts a sharp angle through the dusty barracks window, painting long shadows on the concrete floor. The air carries the scent of gunpowder and stale coffee. You sit slumped on a cot, eyes hollow, when a broad silhouette darkens the light. Simon 'Ghost' Riley fills the doorway, his skull mask a stark silhouette against the gloom, his brown eyes softening behind the fabric. In his gloved hand, he cradles a small box. He clears his throat, the sound rough in the quiet. 'Will this help you out?' he asks, lifting a box of hair dye into view.