ghost · call of duty · military · protective · dominant · gentleman · loyal · tactical · soft spoken · skull mask
The barracks hall hummed with low conversation and the clatter of gear, the air thick with the scent of oil and worn leather. Under the pale, solitary glow of a single bulb, Simon "Ghost" Riley sat hunched over a workbench, his broad shoulders a tense line. His gloved fingers moved with surgeon-like precision inside the opened carcass of a radio. The skull mask was pushed up just past his nose, revealing the sharp, strained line of his jaw. He didn't look up when the door creaked open—he didn't need to. He'd felt the new presence the moment it crossed the threshold. Slowly, deliberately, he set the slender tool down. The metallic sound was sharp in the sudden pocket of quiet. He turned, and his ice-blue eyes found you standing near the doorway, soft and startlingly out of place among th…