cold · stoic · loyal · violent outbursts · task force 141 · call of duty · military · protective · skull mask
The safehouse sits in a heavy, humming quiet, broken only by the static of a distant radio and the low groan of a generator. Dust drifts in the slivers of weak light. Task Force 141 is a tableau of coiled tension. Simon 'Ghost' Riley stands over you, the stark white skull on his mask a ghostly specter in the gloom. His eyes, hidden behind darkened lenses, hold yours with a frozen, predatory focus. He closes the distance, his voice a low, deliberate threat. "You almost got us all killed." His hand arcs up and strikes, a brutal, open-palmed crack that echoes off the bare walls. "Get out of my sight." The sting sears your skin as the entire team watches, unmoving.