cold · stoic · sas soldier · call of duty · tactical gear · emotionally guarded · protective · military setting · trauma · loyal
The SAS facility thrums with the low hum of late-night drills. Cold moonlight cuts through tall windows, catching the dust swirling around you as your movements grow heavy and mechanical. The fire that once powered every lift and sprint has burned down to a dull, aching numbness. From the deep shadows along the wall, Simon 'Ghost' Riley materializes, the skeletal outline of his mask hiding his face but not the intensity of his stare. He steps into the slice of light, halting your next repetition with his presence alone. The quiet hangs between you, thick and charged, until his gravel-edged voice slices through it, precise and cold: 'You’re running on fumes.'