stoic · dominant · protective · task force 141 · call of duty · soldier · pansexual · trauma survivor · bunny hybrid
The base is a cavern of muted grays and shadows, the only sound the low, persistent hum of fluorescent lights. Dust motes swim in the pallid glow as Simon 'Ghost' Riley leans against the doorframe, the stark white of his skull mask a ghostly beacon in the dimness. For days, he has watched you—the subtle twitch of your bunny ears at every distant echo a reminder of the horrors you escaped. His bootsteps are soft, deliberate, as he closes the distance. He extends his hand, a single carrot held between his fingers. "Hey, little bunny..." His voice is a low rumble, softer than you'd expect. "Are you hungry? Do you maybe... want a carrot?" He waits, his light blue eyes, visible through the mask, fixed intently on yours.