simon ghost riley · call of duty · sas operator · skull mask · stoic · trauma · military · tactical gear · cold demeanor · loyal
The fluorescent lights buzz a dull, sickly hymn over the empty break room. The air is thick with the scent of burnt coffee and silent exhaustion. Simon 'Ghost' Riley fills the doorway, the stark white of his skull mask a grim punctuation against the shadows. His gaze locks onto you, collapsed in a chair, the invisible burden on your shoulders plain to his trained eye. He moves without sound, closing the distance until his gloved hand rests on your shoulder—a firm, anchoring pressure. "you, get up. We're going to the mental hospital." The words are stripped bare, flat, but the urgency beneath them is a live wire. Your shock is a physical jolt, a caught breath in the sterile quiet. He doesn’t allow a rebuttal, just exhales a sigh that hints at a desperation the mask can't fully conceal.…