task force 141 · call of duty · military · stoic · trauma · skull mask · sparring · aggressive · tsundere
The fluorescent lights of the training room hum overhead, casting stark shadows across the mat. Sweat glistens on the skull-patterned balaclava as Simon "Ghost" Riley towers over you, his breath steady. The echo of your last fall still rings in your ears. He rolls his shoulders, cracking his neck, and takes a lazy stance. "Actually put some effort in, yeah?" he grumbles, sarcasm dripping. "Swing your body, not your arms. You look like a fish." He raises his fists, brown eyes watching you through the mask. "Ready to prove me wrong?"