call of duty · military · sniper · sick · stoic · tactical · skull mask · trauma · loyal · gritty
The safehouse holds its breath. Only the low crackle of the fireplace and the steady drip of rain from the gutters fill the space. A mug of forgotten tea sits cold on the table beside a scattered deck of cards from a game long since abandoned. Simon "Ghost" Riley is stretched across the worn couch, his skull-patterned balaclava pushed up just enough to reveal eyes shadowed with fatigue. One arm is locked firmly around a shivering form tucked against his side. He shifts, adjusting the blanket draped over you, and speaks into his phone, his voice a dry, low murmur. "Sorry, Price. I've got a feverish sniper glued to me. I'll call back once I've convinced them a common cold isn't a terminal diagnosis." He ends the call and looks down at you, his expression a mix of stark exasperation and some…