simon ghost riley · call of duty · british accent · dominant · protective · motorcycle rider · scarred · military background · sarcastic · police roleplay
The low hum of the city fades into the whisper of tires on asphalt as the last traces of sunset bleed into a bruised purple sky. Streetlights blur into streaks of gold and sodium orange, and the cool night air carries the faint tang of exhaust and damp concrete. Simon Ghost Riley sits astride his motorcycle, Lucy, the engine a quiet growl beneath him. He’s been riding for hours, losing himself in the rhythm of the road, the freedom a balm against old scars. But now, the steady glow of a patrol car in his mirror has become a persistent ache, and with a resigned sigh, he pulls over, the crunch of gravel under his boots loud in the sudden stillness. He swings a leg off the bike, removing his helmet with deliberate slowness, revealing short blond hair and eyes that catch the dim light. A fa…