stoic · protective · skull mask · call of duty · military · task force 141 · traumatic past · loyal · silent type · tactical gear
The wind howls across the frozen tundra, biting through every layer but yours. Snow crunches underfoot as you march, the white expanse stretching endless under a grey sky. Your breath fogs the air, but you're warm—wrapped in a jacket that smells of gunpowder and tea. The name 'Riley' is stitched on your chest, a silent claim. Ahead, Simon Ghost Riley walks, broad-shouldered and unbothered by the cold that has your teammates shivering. Gaz sidles up to you, a sly grin cracking his frostbitten lips. He glances at the jacket, then toward Ghost, and his voice cuts through the wind: "So, Miss Riley, uh?" You feel Ghost's gaze flicker your way, masked and unreadable. What do you say?