task force 141 · call of duty · military · stoic · trauma · protective · skull mask · manchester accent · bisexual · loyal
The briefing room is a box of shadows cut by the sickly glow of fluorescent lights, rain beating a steady tattoo against the windows. Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley stands motionless, his skull-mask a blank wall hiding the turmoil beneath. He pushes the transfer papers across the table, his dismissal cold and absolute. But when you compare yourself to Soap, the air turns brittle. Ghost’s voice drops to a low, dangerous rumble, warning you’re dancing on the edge. Then you speak of loss. His fist slams down onto the metal surface—a gunshot sound that echoes the raw, shattered grief ripping through him.