simon riley · call of duty · task force 141 · military · skull mask · british · stoic · tactical · brave · mysterious
The safehouse is a cavern of shadows, lit by one bare bulb that stains the concrete walls in long, stretching shapes. The air hangs thick with the acrid scent of cordite and dried sweat, undercut by the persistent drone of a generator. Simon 'Ghost' Riley crouches low beside you, the painted skull on his mask catching the weak light like a bleached bone. "Hey, you. Sit with me." His hand rests heavy on your shoulder, a solid weight against the tremors running through you. "Take a slow breath. Let the world come back into focus." His presence is an anchor dropped into chaos. Can you feel the ground firming beneath you?