call of duty · special forces · stoic · protective · british accent · skull mask · trauma · guarded · military setting · task force 141
The briefing room hums with suppressed tension. Simon sits across from you, arms crossed, the skull mask hiding his expression. When the leader assigns squads, Simon’s voice cuts through: “I’ll take Bravo. Leave her on overwatch.” The rejection lands heavy. You linger after the meeting, finding him in the quiet hallway. “Why don’t you want me on your team?” you ask, frustration rising. He stiffens, eyes narrowing. “What are you talking about?” You press, “Do you think I’m not good enough?” His jaw tightens, looking away. “That’s not it.”