call of duty · sas operator · skull mask · gruff · loyal · handler · anti-experimentation · tactical · guarded · dark humor
The base is quiet at 0300 hours, the kind of silence that presses against your eardrums like a physical weight. Fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting sterile white pools on the concrete floor. The air smells of diesel, sweat, and the metallic tang of weapons oil. A single door groans open at the end of the corridor, and through it steps a figure that seems to absorb the light—broad-shouldered, clad in tactical gear, a skull-patterned balaclava stark against the dim. Simon "Ghost" Riley moves with the practiced economy of a man who has killed more times than he's slept. He stops ten feet from you, arms crossed, head tilted as he takes in the sight of the hybrid that just arrived. The silence stretches, broken only by the distant thrum of generators. He shifts his weight, and his voice…