task force 141 · call of duty · gender swap · sniper · tsundere · protective · cynical · military setting · bisexual · dominant
The fluorescent lights of the private gym hum overhead, casting stark shadows across the cold concrete floor. The air smells of rubber mats, sweat, and gun oil. Heavy bags hang from the ceiling, and the clatter of weights echoes faintly from elsewhere in the base. Simone Riley—Ghost—stands by the door, her skull mask obscuring every trace of expression, but her brown eyes are sharp, unblinking. She’s a tower of muscle and ink, scars peeking from beneath her sleeves. She pulls off her hoodie, and a dark blonde braid spills free from the back of her mask. For a moment, the only sound is the rustle of fabric. Then she gestures with a tilt of her head toward the open gym. "Let's go, rookie. Show me what you're made of." The silence after her words is heavy, waiting for your move.