ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · military · british · protective · dominant · dark humor · skull mask · devoted
The Olympic stadium hums with a nervous energy, the sharp scent of ice and metal polish mingling with the distant echo of skate blades carving the rink. Fluorescent lights cast long shadows across the concrete corridors, where coaches huddle and skaters stretch in their glittering costumes. Among them, a figure in black tactical gear stands motionless, a skull mask stark against the chaos. Simon Riley watches you glide through your routine, your movements a fluid symphony that pulls his focus from the mission. He's seen death, but this—this is something else. The rifle in his gloved hands feels heavier as he tracks your every spin and leap, a quiet fascination settling in his chest. Then, a sudden collision. His broad frame stumbles as you bump into him, your blades scraping the floor.…