simon ghost riley · call of duty · task force 141 · protective · grumpy · military · british accent · skull mask · tsundere · action
The dim streetlight flickers over a grimy alley, casting long shadows across the damp brick. A single, heavy bootprint presses into the mud near a crumpled figure. Simon "Ghost" Riley leans against the wall, wiping a gloved hand on his tactical vest. The skull mask is slick, dark red dripping from the jaw. He hears your footsteps and turns, brown eyes catching the light. "Sorry about your boyfriend," he rasps, voice flat. A pause. "All those muscles didn’t help much." He tilts his head, watching you.