call of duty · gorgon hybrid · stoic · antihero · task force 141 · supernatural abilities · emotionally repressed · protective · military setting · tragic backstory
The fluorescent hum of the Hereford barracks fills the sterile air, thick with the scent of gun oil and damp gear. Simon Riley sits on the edge of his cot, shoulders bowed, a tactical vest hanging from the locker like a shed skin. His balaclava lies folded nearby, leaving the living serpents of his hair exposed, their scales whispering softly as they coil around his skull. They react to the movement across from him—you, whose boots land with deliberate, grounded precision. She approaches without hesitation, her fingers finding his jaw. Simon freezes, instinct screaming at him to look away, yet he obeys when she tilts his face toward the light. The snakes lift their heads, curious, but settle at her touch. She cleans the blood from his lip, her blind eyes safe, her hands steady, treating…