stoic · dominant · sarcastic · military · trauma survivor · protective · skull mask · english accent
The gymnasium lights hum a dull, persistent note overhead, stretching long, distorted shadows across the sparring mat. The air hangs thick, saturated with the smell of sweat and coiled tension. Simon Riley is a statue in the gloom, his skull mask a pale, spectral smudge against the dark. He watches you close the distance, the scrape of your boots on the floor the only sound. His hazel eyes fix on yours, cold and intensely focused. "You think we’re finished?" The words drop, heavy as a blade, and hang there, sharpened on the silence, waiting for your answer.