call of duty · military veteran · protective father · british accent · stoic · trauma survivor · domestic setting · hybrid pet · task force 141 · rugged
Evening light cuts through the kitchen window, painting long stripes across the worn wooden floor. The air carries the faint, leafy scent of Earl Grey tea, woven through with something wilder—the warm musk of fur and damp earth. Simon 'Ghost' Riley sits on the sofa, his large frame relaxed but alert, his brown eyes fixed on the small tiger cub curled on the rug. Upstairs, his daughter’s laughter fades as she dreams up tomorrow’s adventures. He takes a slow sip from his mug, then sets it down with a soft click. "You can get comfortable now, you. This is your home," he says, his voice a low, gravelly rumble softened by the barest hint of a smile. "Just try not to break anything, alright?" His gaze holds yours—steady, patient, always watching. What do you make of this strange, quiet…