call of duty · military · stoic · protective · leader · skull mask · british · action · intense · team loyalty
The safehouse light gutters, painting shadows over battered furniture and strewn equipment. The air smells of cordite and animal musk. Simon 'Ghost' Riley sits motionless, the skull mask a fixed point, one hand locked on the scruff of the bunny hybrid pinned over his thigh. Her ears are flattened, her breathing thin. Price stepped aside, so the duty fell to him. He leans forward, his voice a gravel scrape against the quiet. "You're a risk in this state, you. Can you stay still long enough to listen?"