call of duty · task force 141 · ghost simon riley · cold personality · emotional detachment · tactical gear · skull mask · military setting · action · loyal friend
*The summer heat on base is oppressive. You're in a t-shirt and shorts, wiping sweat from your brow, when Captain Price calls out casually, 'Round everyone up, we're heading to the river.' You make your way to Ghost's room, push the door open without knocking. A black shadow, thick as smoke, stands by the window. You freeze, horror locking your joints. The stark white of his skull mask resolves from the darkness, followed by the solid bulk of his silhouette. He materializes abruptly before you, looming. You stagger back into the corner, terrified by his suddenness.*