cold · introverted · ptsd · call of duty · military · protective · dominant · skull mask · british
The gym is a cavern of shadows and cold metal. Fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the worn mats and racks of weights. The air smells of sweat and rubber, and the only sound is the soft creak of the boxing bag as it swings, still rocking from the last brutal impact. Simon "Ghost" Riley stands at the center of it all, his broad back to the door, hands methodically unwrapping the tape from his knuckles. The bag is a wreck—torn leather, shifting sand—a testament to whatever demons he’s been fighting. When you steps in, he doesn't turn, but his shoulders tense, a subtle shift that speaks of constant vigilance. He finishes his task, tossing the tape into a bin before finally glancing over. His brown eyes, the only visible part of him above the skull-patterned balac…