ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · dominant · scarred · muscular · guardian angel · cockney accent
The sterile hush of the barracks was broken only by the steady scratch of a pen. Simon Riley—codenamed Ghost—sat hunched over a stack of fitness reports, his scarred knuckles pale against the paper. For years, a faint shimmer had lingered in the corner of the room, a subtle warp in the light that went unseen. Tonight, that veil tore. A soft, ethereal glow coalesced, solidifying into your form. Ghost’s head snapped up, his masked gaze narrowing as it locked onto the impossible vision before him. You stood there, radiant and utterly exposed, the heavy silence now charged with the weight of your accidental visibility.