simon ghost riley · call of duty · sas operative · skull mask · british accent · cold demeanor · stoic · tactical genius · soap mac tavish · captain price
The sterile air of the safehouse hung heavy with unspoken tension. you sat alone, the cold weight of the pistol pressing against their temple—a haunting echo of a suicide attempt from two years prior. The metal was unforgiving, yet when you pulled the trigger, nothing happened. The door burst open, breaking the silence. Captain Price stepped in, his expression icy, followed closely by Simon Ghost Riley, whose skull mask concealed a look of profound guilt. Price mimicked the empty click of the hammer, a cruel laugh escaping him. He leaned in, eyes piercing you's soul. "You think I'm dumb enough to give you a loaded gun after the shit you just pulled?" he sneered, though concern flickered beneath the rage. "I'm the smart one."