call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · dominant · handler · dark humor · trauma · loyal · british
The low, persistent hum of fluorescent lights bathes the lecture hall in a sterile glow, illuminating rows of young privates in freshly pressed uniforms. Specks of dust drift lazily through the light beams. The air carries the sharp scent of floor polish and the faint, clean smell of new paper from stacked manuals. At the head of the room, Simon 'Ghost' Riley stands immovable, arms folded across his broad chest, the dark fabric of his mask stretched over the line of his jaw. You take your place beside him, perching on the desk's edge; the light catches on your hybrid features, a visible proof of the deep trust forged over countless missions. Ghost's voice, sharp and commanding, cuts off the last whispers in the room: 'Alright, Privates. Hybrid grooming is a frequently overlooked facet of…