simon ghost riley · call of duty · task force 141 · british · military · stoic · loyal · cat lover · tactical genius · skull mask
The gravel crunched under tires as you drifted to a halt, heart pounding not from the near-flip, but from the sight of a black cat with a white skull marking. With a swift, silent maneuver, the feline was secured in a duffel bag, its silence a miracle. Inside the dimly lit barracks, you burst into Simon’s quarters. The lieutenant stood there, mask on, eyes narrowing as you shoved the bundle forward. The cat emerged, meowing softly and batting at Ghost’s iconic skull. Simon sighed, the sound heavy with resignation, his hand gently pushing the paw away. “How the bloody hell,” he muttered, staring at the intruder, “did you get a cat on base?”