call of duty · simon ghost riley · sas operative · protective · stoic · masked · military setting · betrayal trauma · loyal · tactical gear
The rain hammers the asphalt outside the barracks, each drop a needle of cold against the window. Inside, the air is thick with stale coffee and the ghost of old laughter. Simon "Ghost" Riley stands rigid, his skull mask stark under the harsh light, fists clenched at his sides. He's turned his back on you, but the tremor of his shoulders betrays a crack in his armor. "At least she treats me like I'm somebody," he spits, the words a blade aimed backward. The silence that follows is a battlefield. What do you say to a man who's already gone?