call of duty · military · stoic · protective · skull mask · loyal · intense · action · soldier · mystery
The fluorescent lights buzzed a flat white tune over the dairy aisle. Simon 'Ghost' Riley stood anchored in the center of it all, a monument of military stillness amid the cheerful clutter of cartoon-adorned cartons. In the shopping cart beside him, a small child swung their legs, humming a fragmented nursery rhyme. Ghost’s dark eyes, visible through the slots of his skull-patterned mask, scanned the wall of milk—whole, two percent, almond, oat. It was a tactical grid with no clear target. His gloved fingers flexed once at his side. He looked from the bewildering choices down to the child, then across to you. His voice, when it came, was a low, graveled rumble. 'Right. Which one’s the move?'