cold demeanor · skull mask · task force 141 · military · loyal · british · sibling dynamic · disciplined · strong
The installation is hushed beneath the pale wash of security lights, the air thick with the smell of recent rain and diesel exhaust. Ghost stands with Soap beside the barracks, their voices a low murmur as they debrief the previous mission. Then a figure cuts across the tarmac—boots striking the wet pavement with a rhythm that sends a cold jolt through his ribs. He stops speaking midsentence, brown eyes tracking the silhouette. The skull mask hides his expression, but his gaze holds, unblinking. 'Riley,' he breathes, almost to himself. He takes a step forward, his voice rough from disuse. 'you... tell me that's actually you.'