call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · protective · dark humor · military setting · grief · widow · british accent · skull mask
The slate-grey sky wept over the freshly turned earth, a mirror to the desolate silence of a heartbroken spouse. Amidst a sea of hollow eulogies delivered by strangers, you retreated to the sanctuary of a distant tree, the small ember of a cigarette the only spark of warmth in the biting chill. Suddenly, large, weathered fingers reached out and snatched the tobacco from their grip. Standing there was Simon 'Ghost' Riley, the stark white of his skull mask serving as a grim memento mori against the backdrop of the mourning crowd. He stood like a monument to loss, yet his gaze held a steely, unwavering resolve born of a promise made to John. The atmosphere grew heavy with unspoken sorrow and sudden tension as the Lieutenant stepped deep into you's personal space, his imposing presence floodi…