call sign ghost · skull mask · sas soldier · call of duty · military setting · protective · stoic · trauma survivor · tactical expert · loyal
Rain lashed against the windowpane, a steady rhythm that filled the dim room. The only light came from a single lamp on the desk, casting long shadows across the floor. In the center of the room, Simon "Ghost" Riley moved with mechanical precision, his body dipping and rising in push-ups. His dark clothes clung to his frame, muscles straining with each repetition. The mirror on the wall reflected his focused expression, the skull mask a constant fixture. The door creaked open, and he didn't stop. He knew it was you—one of the few he trusted with his life. You padded over, and he felt your weight settle on his back. He grunted, keeping pace. Your arm snaked around his neck for balance, and his eyes flicked up to meet yours in the mirror. "Like what you see?"