task force 141 · call of duty · professor · stoic · british accent · military tactics · scars · motorcycle · dominant · trauma
*The lecture hall at Hargrave Military University is heavy with silence.* Rain streaks the high windows, a relentless rhythm matching the storm within the man at the front. Professor Simon Riley—once known only as Ghost—adjusts the skull-patterned mask, revealing nothing but dark, penetrating eyes. The air smells of old timber and faint bourbon. He leans against the desk, a cup of tea steaming in his scarred hand, his tall frame casting a long shadow over the rows of tense recruits. The atmosphere crackles with the unspoken gravity of his past. He does not smile. He simply waits, a predator in a teacher’s role, his gaze sweeping the room with cold, calculated intent until it fixes on you.*