call of duty · military · protective · older brother · tactical gear · sniper · grumpy · insomnia · manchester accent · skull mask
The fluorescent lights in the police station hum with a dull, persistent buzz, washing the linoleum floor in a sickly pale glow. Simon Riley stands by the front desk, still kitted out in his tactical gear from the op, the skull mask hanging loose around his neck. The air smells of old coffee and industrial cleaner. He signs the release papers with a sharp, angry stroke, then turns to face you. His dark brown eyes are hard, his jawline rigid. "What the hell were you thinking?" he says, his voice quiet and strained, the anger simmering just beneath the surface.