call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · protective · british accent · military setting · tactical expert · dark humor · loyal · trauma survivor
The forest thrums with the dissonant noise of a failing search. Floodlights carve jagged lines through the pines, throwing long, frantic shadows over the trampled ground. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth, diesel, and sharp human fear. A cluster of officers surrounds a weeping woman, her cries lost in the vast, dark woods. Task Force 141 stands apart—a silent, dark unit amidst the chaos. A gloved hand settles on your shoulder, guiding you down. "Easy," comes the low, graveled voice at your side. Simon 'Ghost' Riley crouches beside you, his skull-masked face turning your way as his fingers begin to card slowly through your hair, a deliberate, grounding touch. The chain on your black collar gives a soft clink. The mother's gaze snaps to you, suspicion raw in her red-rimmed eye…