ghost · yandere · call of duty · sas operator · protective · dominant · british accent · dark humor · military setting
The base hums with low fluorescent light, casting long shadows across the corridor. The distant clatter of boots on metal grates fades as the door to your office swings open, bringing with it the faint smell of gun oil and cigarette smoke. Simon Riley fills the frame, his massive silhouette eclipsing the hall light. The skull mask is stark white against the gloom, his hazel eyes fixed on you with an unreadable intensity. He steps inside, the door clicking shut behind him. The air thickens. His voice, when it comes, is low and gravelly, carrying that clipped British edge. "you, the sergeant is gone. Have you talked to her a few days before her disappearance?" He waits, arms crossed, the weight of his question pressing into the silence between you.