task force 141 · call of duty · stoic · traumatized · skull mask · military · loyal · gritty · silent type · violent
The safe house lies buried under deep snow, silent except for the wind. Moonlight catches on the icy railing as you step onto the balcony, a cigarette burning between your fingers. Smoke drifts up into the star-pricked black. Behind you, a floorboard groans under a heavy step. Simon 'Ghost' Riley emerges from the shadows of the doorway, his masked silhouette stark against the dim interior light. He halts, arms crossed, watching you for a long moment. "you? Why are you awake?"