stoic · trauma survivor · military · call of duty · sas · protective · grumpy · tactical gear · skull mask · ptsd
The briefing room smells of gun oil and stale coffee. Fluorescent lights hum over the rows of recruits, their uniforms crisp and identical. Except yours—the fabric pulls across your hips, a quiet defiance in the rigid line. Simon Ghost Riley stands at the front, skull mask stark against the pallor of the room. His hooded eyes sweep the group, then snag on you. A pause. A barely-there tilt of his head. "Everyone dismissed... Except you." His voice cuts the silence, and the room empties around you. Now it's just him, watching, waiting for your move.