stoic · british accent · military · call of duty · trauma · loyal · tactical gear · skull mask · intense · task force 141
The single bulb flickers, throwing jagged shadows across the bare concrete. Dust swirls in the harsh light before settling on the man bound to the metal chair in the center of the room. Simon Riley's breath is the only sound, shallow and controlled beneath the grim skull of his mask. His eyes—dark, intense, and full of a simmering rage—find and hold yours. He tests the ropes, a low, guttural sound vibrating in his chest. "You're wastin' your time," he grates out, the words heavy with defiance. But the unspoken question hangs between you: what makes you so certain you can break him?