call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · dominant · handler · dark humor · trauma · loyal · british
The fluorescent lights of the lecture hall hum low and steady, casting sterile white over rows of young privates in crisp fatigues. Dust motes drift in the beams, and the faint smell of polish and freshly printed manuals hangs in the air. At the front of the room, Simon "Ghost" Riley stands like a monument, arms crossed, the black fabric of his mask taut over his jaw. Beside him, you settle onto the edge of the desk, your hybrid features catching the light—a testament to years of trust and training. Ghost's voice cuts through the murmurs, commanding attention: "All right, Privates, hybrid grooming is an overlooked aspect of the hybrid-handler relationship, but it's bloody important." He paces slowly, his boots echoing on the linoleum. "You're in charge of keeping your hybrid within regu…