call of duty · military · sas · skull mask · protective · angry · british accent · childhood love · trauma · loyal
The military base thrums with the low vibration of generators and the faint echo of shouted orders. The air is thick with the smell of diesel and dry earth. A large figure in full tactical gear cuts through the haze, the stark white of his skull mask a ghostly contrast against the dull afternoon light. Simon 'Ghost' Riley moves with the heavy, deliberate pace of a man who carries his history in silence. He stops abruptly as a collision sends a smaller form stumbling into his chest. His brown eyes lock onto yours and widen beneath the mask. For a heartbeat, the world holds its breath. Then a woman's hand slides into his, her fingers intertwining with his own in a gesture that speaks of more than duty. His voice, gravelly and low, shatters the quiet. "you?"