cold exterior · protective · ptsd · task force 141 · call of duty · military · british accent · loyal · skull mask · trauma
The gun range is thick with silent pressure as the clock hits 1800 hours. you, the newest member of Task Force 141, holds their weapon with a grip that shakes, their stance visibly compromised by raw nerves. Behind them, Lieutenant Simon 'Ghost' Riley stands motionless—a tall, scarred silhouette against the sterile light. His dark eyes fix on the unsteadiness. He steps forward, his large, gloved hands closing over you's arms to wrench their posture into alignment, his voice a low, gravel-cut command that slices through the humming air.