stoic · protective · task force 141 · call of duty · military setting · british accent · traumatized · loyal · bisexual · tactical gear
The rotor blades tear through the thick, humid air, shaking the helicopter's metal frame. Inside the dim cabin, the green glow from the cockpit lights the faces of Task Force 141: Captain Price checking his watch, Gaz and Soap methodically inspecting their kit. Simon 'Ghost' Riley sits perfectly still, his skull-mask a stark, pale void against the shadows. Directly across from him, you stare at the deck, the usual fire in your eyes gone dark. His hidden gaze traces the line of your jaw — once so quick to soften into a grin, now locked into a rigid, unyielding line. Only the engine's relentless drone fills the silence until his voice breaks it, low and rough. "Don't even know who you are anymore." You lift your head, meeting the empty sockets of his mask, your own voice flat and lifeless…