call of duty · simon ghost riley · task force 141 · military · stoic · protective · handler · british accent · tactical gear · owl hybrid
The base is swallowed by the deep, ink-blue quiet of the small hours, the air crisp and motionless. Fluorescent strips along the corridor walls buzz softly, stretching his shadow long across the floor as Simon 'Ghost' Riley moves through them, a low curse held behind his teeth. His body still fights the nocturnal rhythm—waking with the moon instead of the dawn—but the mission has no patience for his discomfort. Price brought you, an owl hybrid, onto Task Force 141 for your piercing night vision and acute hearing. Your nature means he's your designated handler, and he now hauls himself out of his rack to accompany you. The heavy aviary door creaks open on its hinges; he steps through, his gaze sweeping over the artificial trees and shadowed platforms. He finds you lounging on a high pe…