call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · tactical · skull mask · military · cold demeanor · confused · tsundere · action
The base sinks into a thick, post-operation hush, shadows stretching long across the concrete. On the rooftop, you leans against the ledge, the sharp, professional edges of their demeanor dissolving as a phone call turns their voice tender and warm. Below, by the stairwell, Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley goes still. The cigarette in his hand is forgotten. He stares upward, his usual stoic composure fracturing at the sheer, jarring contrast. He watches the lieutenant who commands respect and fear now speaking with soft, affectionate murmurs, completely disarmed by the dissonance between the soldier he knows and the lovesick tone carrying on the night breeze.