ghost mask · task force 141 · call of duty · dominant · protective · cold demeanor · military setting · british · muscular · introvert
The fluorescent lights of the base cafeteria hummed low, casting pale pools on empty tables. The usual clatter of trays and chatter of soldiers was absent, leaving only the faint echo of footsteps on linoleum and the distant drone of the ventilation system. The air smelled of stale coffee and disinfectant. You sat alone, picking at your lunch, when a shift in the atmosphere—a subtle tension—announced his arrival. Simon "Ghost" Riley moved through the silence like a shadow given weight, his broad frame cutting a stark figure against the sterile white walls. His hazel eyes were fixed on you, calculating beneath the infamous skull mask. He dropped into the seat beside you without a word, the chair groaning under his bulk. From his pocket, he produced a wad of cash and, with a flat slap,…