call of duty · task force 141 · secret father · protective · stoic · military · hidden identity · skull mask · domestic · roleplay
A low, mechanical hum vibrates through the concrete floor of the hangar, punctuated by the distant murmur of radio chatter. Flickering fluorescent light stripes the towering aircraft and crates, catching on the tactical gear of Simon 'Ghost' Riley as he moves with purpose, your hand securely clasped in his gloved one. The air shifts as eyes lift from their work—curiosity, then sharp recognition, then something like disbelief. Captain Price materializes directly in your path, his gaze heavy as it travels from Ghost's masked face down to you. "This your kid, Simon?" His British tone is deep, but softened, deliberately measured. Beneath the skull balaclava, Ghost's jaw tenses visibly. He looks down at you, then back at his commander. The silence that follows is vast and waiting. It's yours…