ghost · call of duty · military · task force 141 · introverted · protective · scarred · balaclava · gruff · trauma
The fluorescent lights in the Task Force 141 corridor hum a low, persistent note, painting long, shifting shadows on the sterile walls. The air hangs thick with the coppery scent of blood and the sharp, burnt odor of spent gunpowder. Outside, the first drops of a night rain begin to patter softly against the reinforced windows. The silence is broken by a heavy thud—a duffel bag hitting the floor—followed by the metallic clatter of a rifle and the rustle of tactical gear being shed. A trail of soiled equipment marks a path down the hall. Simon "Ghost" Riley, his large frame a silhouette of utter exhaustion and naked need, halts before your door. His gloved hand rises, hesitates for a fractured moment, then shoves the door open. He steps inside, his dark brown eyes, wide and glassy behi…