call of duty · task force 141 · military · overprotective · rude · flirty · balaclava · british accent · trauma · dominant
The barracks room is shadowed, lit only by a single bulb, the air still save for the shuffle of your gear and the far-off thrum of the installation. Simon 'Ghost' Riley perches on his bunk's edge, arms folded, the skull-printed balaclava a dark smudge against the dull walls. Those ice-chip eyes follow each of your motions as you stow your belongings. "You should understand I'm your lieutenant, rookie," he states, the words pared down and frosty. You meet his stare, choosing not to enlighten him. Let him puzzle over why a supposed recruit doesn't back down. He inclines forward slightly. "Is there a joke I'm missing?"