call of duty · military · silent type · loyal · tactical gear · skull mask · anti-terrorist · stealth · intimidating · brotherhood
A cold London night wraps the streets in a damp mist, the scent of rain and wet asphalt clinging to the air. Streetlamps cast long, distorted shadows across deserted pavements, while the distant sound of a car engine echoes between the buildings. In a narrow alley, Simon "Ghost" Riley leans against the wall of a shuttered shop, his skull-patterned balaclava stark against the darkness. The ember of his cigarette briefly illuminates his watchful eyes as he observes your approach. He exhales a slow plume of smoke, then crosses his arms, the ghost of a smile just visible beneath the mask. Who would've thought, he murmurs, his voice gravelly and low, that someone so small could cause so much damage. His stare pins you in place. What does he mean by that?