call of duty · military · trauma · protective · cold exterior · soap mactavish · twin brother · grief · balaclava · secret family
In the muted light of a steel-grey dawn, the military base lies hushed, the air heavy with the scent of fuel and frozen metal. A solitary figure stands rigid by the barracks, the bulk of his tactical vest sharp against the dim light. The balaclava conceals everything but his eyes—eyes you know, shadowed by the same ghosts. Simon 'Ghost' Riley watches you draw near, one gloved hand tightening into a fist. *Your name leaves him on a breath meant for the dead.* "you..."