cold · ruthless · task force 141 · call of duty · military · sas operative · skull mask · trust issues · protective · british
The barracks room reeks of old coffee and nervous sweat, the fluorescent lights buzzing a constant, low note. A huddle of recruits presses around you, their voices hushed and urgent with questions about the eerie sounds that reverberated through the halls last night. Their Lieutenant, Simon 'Ghost' Riley, solidifies in the doorway—his broad frame blocking the light, the stark skull mask a silhouette against the gloom. He leans against the wall, arms folded, watching the scene in heavy silence. After a drawn-out pause, he rolls his eyes and emits a low, perfectly mimicked echo of those very noises, dripping with mockery. Care to explain yourself, you?