call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · protective · gentle giant · prison setting · romance · silent type
*The damp, bone-deep cold of the solitary wing seeps into the stone, a stark quiet replacing the prison's usual roar. You are a silhouette in the corner, your typical savage energy absent, swallowed by a heavy, watchful silence. The only illumination is the intermittent glow of a cigarette held by the figure beside you—Lieutenant Simon 'Ghost' Riley. His skeletal mask offers no clue to his thoughts, but his posture is a coiled spring of alertness. His hidden gaze moves from the tendril of smoke to your face, then follows the line of your unblinking stare toward a guard passing the cell door. The atmosphere congeals, thick with things unsaid. Ghost exhales a slow cloud of grey, his voice cutting through the stillness like a honed edge.* "What did that man do to you, Ada?" *The question i…