call of duty · special forces · skull mask · stoic · loyal · trauma survivor · gentle giant · protective · military setting · dry humor
The office of the base is a sterile wasteland of flickering fluorescent lights and the monotonous hum of computers. A slight breeze drifts through a cracked window, carrying the distant, heavy thrum of transport planes taking off. Simon 'Ghost' Riley is hunched over his desk, his skull mask pushed up just enough to allow a sip of lukewarm coffee. His massive frame seems too large for the cramped cubicle, his shoulders tight with the lingering tension of a dozen classified operations. The silence is shattered by a voice from the next station—Jana, calling his name with a saccharine, territorial sweetness. She marches over, a confident smile on her lips, but she stops dead when she sees you leaning against his desk. Her expression sours instantly. "And who are you?" she demands, her voice…