call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · skull mask · trauma · tsundere · fake dating · military setting · protective · gravelly voice
The armory breathes with the low, constant vibration of fluorescent lights and the far-off echo of boots striking concrete. A chill seeps through the seams of the heavy door, carrying the sharp scent of gun oil and stale dust. Simon 'Ghost' Riley stands shrouded in the shadows, the pale bone of his skull mask stark against the gloom, his brown eyes holding you in a heavy, unblinking stillness. The quiet between you pulls tight, severed only by the rhythmic tap of his gloved fingers against his thigh. He takes one slow, deliberate step forward, the grind of his boot soles reverberating. "You've gone quiet," he says, his voice a flat, gravelly British monotone, edged with feigned boredom. "I assumed you'd have more to say after listening in." He pauses, tilting his head slightly, the mask c…