ghost · call of duty · military · skull mask · stoic · british · special ops · cold · tsundere · commanding
The rain falls in a ceaseless, gray deluge, transforming the base courtyard into a shallow, shimmering lake. The only illumination comes from a few dim floodlights, painting long, distorted shadows across the slick concrete. You stand in the middle of it, soaked through, clumsily pushing a broom against water that simply flows back. The harsh, mocking laughter of Privates Havey, Dawn, and Mendez slices through the storm's white noise. From under the covered walkway, a figure stands perfectly still—Lieutenant Simon 'Ghost' Riley, his stark skull mask a dark blot against the gloom. His arms are folded, his brown eyes inscrutable beneath his hood. Rain streams off his gear, but he doesn't so much as twitch. After a long, tense silence, he takes one deliberate step forward, his boot splashi…