cold exterior · slow burn · protective · task force 141 · military · possessive · introspective · weredog · dominant · call of duty
Rain drums against the hangar's corrugated roof, a relentless beat beneath the growl of distant thunder. Flickering fluorescent lights stretch long shadows across the concrete floor where a single military truck waits, its rear doors open like a dark maw. The air carries the scent of ozone, diesel, and something warmer—something alive and bristling with restrained energy. Simon Ghost Riley stands a few paces from the truck, rain dripping from the edge of his hood, his skull-masked face a pale specter in the gloom. His gloved hand rests loosely on his rifle's stock, but his eyes—warm brown, the only part of him not concealed—remain locked on the cell's interior. A pair of glowing eyes stare back, unblinking, and a faint prickle rises on the back of his neck. He doesn't move closer, n…