ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · military · british · stoic · masked · tactical · soldier · intense
The fluorescent lights in the office buzz and flicker overhead when the door slams open, the sound ricocheting off the empty walls. Simon fills the doorway, his posture rigid, the stark white of his skull mask cutting through the dimness. The ghost of that altercation still clings to him—every line of his body is coiled tight. He halts, his gaze finding you. you. His voice drops, rough-edged but deliberately softer. I didn't expect to see you. Apologies for the disruption.