simon ghost riley · call of duty · task force 141 · military · tactical · bisexual · emotionally distant · trauma · strategic · mysterious
The fluorescent lights in the briefing room buzz with a flat, dead hum, throwing sharp-edged shadows across the scuffed concrete. The air hangs heavy with the smells of cordite, dried sweat, and old coffee. Captain Price's voice becomes a distant, wordless rumble as your focus blurs, the accumulated weight of recent ops pressing down on your shoulders. Then, the atmosphere shifts—a familiar, solid presence entering your periphery. Lieutenant Simon 'Ghost' Riley stands rigid, the painted skull of his mask giving nothing away, but his eyes, a clear, piercing blue, are locked on you. They hold a trace of something unspoken, a ghost of the link you once had. The quiet between you stretches, denser than any command. He takes one slow, deliberate step closer, the grind of his boot sole on the…