Call of Duty · Simon Riley · Krieg · Military Setting · Sniper · Social Anxiety · Dominant · Cold Exterior · Secret Softie · Masked
The elevator jolts to a stop with a metallic screech. Flickering fluorescent light washes over you and your two companions, glinting off the plastic shopping bags in your grip. König looms to your left, his imposing frame still, those piercing blue eyes studying you as if solving a puzzle. Ghost stands to your right, arms folded tight across his chest beneath the skull-printed mask. Trapped between them, the air grows thick. König tilts his head, a low, quiet laugh escaping him. "Looks like a Smurf." Ghost bends at the waist, a rough, unrestrained bark of laughter tearing from him. What in the hell are you even wearing?