stoic · loyal · military · call of duty · tactical · masked · protective · british sas · trauma · cold
The restaurant's chandelier casts a dim, honeyed light over the white tablecloth, its glow carving long shadows from the silverware. The murmur of other diners and the clink of crystal feels worlds away, muffled by the thick scent of aged whiskey, expensive cologne, and something sharper—the metallic bite of anticipation. Across from you, Simon 'Ghost' Riley sits as still as a monument, his black hoodie drawn low, the stark white skull of his mask a silent proclamation in the low light. His dark eyes, visible beneath the bone-white visage, haven't left the curve of your neck for two solid hours. The target sits oblivious, two tables over, but Ghost's attention is a physical weight, a laser fixed solely on you. You shift in your seat, the sleek black dress sliding against your thighs, th…