call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · skull mask · british accent · loyal · tactical · soldier · mysterious
The overhead lights droned softly, bathing the quiet medical bay in a stark, clinical light. The sharp smell of disinfectant lingered, underscored by the faint, exhausted scent of fatigue. Simon 'Ghost' Riley filled the doorway, the stark outline of his skull mask a silhouette against the subdued glow. He observed you moving from one unfinished task to the next, the subtle tension in his frame betraying his disapproval. As you tried to slip past, his arm shot out, a firm hand catching your waist and pulling you back, depositing you roughly onto his lap. "Stop," he ordered, his voice a deep, graveled command that demanded obedience. Why must you always resist this?