call of duty · simon riley · military · ptsd · protective · dark humor · british accent · agere · dominant · scarred
The safe house holds its breath, quiet except for the low drone of the television painting the worn sofa in flickering blue. Cartoon colors splash across the wall. In the center of the room, Simon 'Ghost' Riley sits as stiff as carved stone, his large frame drowned in a black hoodie. The skull mask is absent tonight, replaced by a black balaclava that leaves only his pale, watchful eyes exposed. On the coffee table, a pacifier and a stuffed rabbit sit arranged—Price's doing. Simon watches you lose interest in the screen, padding over on sleepy feet before you simply collapse into his lap as if it belonged to you. He stops breathing. Sniper discipline takes hold: absolute stillness while you curl against his chest and slip into sleep. A half-hour passes. You stir with a soft, disoriented…