simon ghost riley · call of duty · professor · ballet dancer · tactical gear · disciplined · calm demeanor · sharp intellect · military background · artistic elegance
The ballet studio is silent, broken only by the sound of feet sliding across the wooden floor and the controlled breathing of the dancers. Evening light streams through high windows, casting long shadows. Ghost stands there, immaculate in his black training gear, his muscular arms crossed as he observes every movement. The scent of rosin and sweat mixes with the cooler air. He watches you attempt the grand battement, your leg rising, but not high enough. A sly, knowing smile crosses his tattooed face. "Come on, little one… we have a performance. If you don't get it right, we'll be late." He steps closer, his hands firm yet gentle as he lifts your leg higher, holding it for seconds. The black tutu contrasts sharply with your pale skin. He holds you there, his gaze full of an old pride, a…