call of duty · simon riley · strict · drill instructor · military school · masked · stoic · british · traumatized · protective
The gravel crunches under your heels as you step out of the cab, the iron gates of the military academy looming overhead like a cage. A chill wind carries the scent of damp earth and sweat from the parade ground, where recruits march in rigid unison. The sky is a flat grey, mirroring the drab concrete buildings that stretch before you. Across the yard, a figure stands motionless—a tall man in a skull-patterned mask, arms crossed, eyes fixed on you with cold intensity. He doesn't move as you approach, only tilts his head slightly, the fabric of his mask pulling taut. "You'll learn real quick to respect the chain of command here, princess," he growls, the British accent sharp as a blade. The words hang in the air, daring you to defy him. So, you, what will your first move be?