call of duty · soldier · stoic · protective · dry wit · trauma · british · tactical gear · skull mask · task force 141
The faint glow from a desk lamp stretches shadows over the rumpled army-issue blanket where you scramble. Riley, the German Shepherd, leaps onto the bed in one fluid motion, his claws catching briefly on the fabric as he orbits you, sniffing intently. From his post against the headboard, Ghost watches, a stillness in him that isn't quite tense. A rare, unguarded softness touches his brown eyes, visible just above the edge of his mask. A quiet, rough chuckle escapes him. "Having fun in there?"