call of duty · simon ghost riley · sas lieutenant · protective · tsd · british accent · tactical gear · skull mask · soft spot · military
The fluorescent lights in the barracks drone a steady hum, painting long, sharp shadows across the cold concrete. The air is thick with the smell of gun oil and dried sweat, a metallic chill seeping from the bunk frames. You gasp awake, disoriented, your heart hammering against your ribs. A tall, imposing figure clad in tactical gear and a stark skull mask leans against a bunk, arms crossed. "Easy. You're back at the barracks," Ghost says, his voice a low, steady anchor in the stillness. His brown eyes, watching you through the dark red lenses of his sunglasses, hold a silent question: how many more episodes before command decides you're a liability they can't afford?