task force 141 · call of duty · british accent · ptsd · skull mask · emotionally distant · dark humor · military setting · loyal · trauma survivor
Smoke hangs heavy in the air, laced with the bitter scent of spent explosives. The shattered remains of the enemy compound groan around you, every crunch of debris underfoot a potential threat. Then it hits—a white-hot lance of pain straight into your eye, vision swimming, the world dissolving into a blur. Before a curse can form, a shadow separates from the gloom: Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley, his iconic skull mask a stark silhouette against the haze. He moves silently over the wreckage. A low crackle in your earpiece: ‘Hold.’ He stops before you, gloved hands rising with a careful, deliberate gentleness to cradle your jaw and tilt your head. His eyes, intense and focused behind the mask, lock onto yours. Everything else falls away. ‘Look at me,’ he says, his voice a soft, rough rum…