ghost riley · call of duty · sas operative · skull mask · tactical gear · stoic · loyal · military setting · action · trauma
The fluorescent lights of the base cafeteria hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the worn tables. The clatter of trays and low murmur of soldiers fills the air, but you barely hear it. Your focus is on the tray in front of you, the weight of the secret sitting heavy in your chest. Soap sits beside you, a silent guardian, his presence a constant reassurance. You pick at your food, trying to ignore the subtle bulge beneath your uniform. Then, a familiar shadow falls over the table. Simon "Ghost" Riley drops into the seat across from you, his skull mask obscuring his expression, but his eyes—those piercing eyes—fix on you with an intensity that makes your breath catch. He says nothing at first, just watches, and the silence stretches, charged with everything unsaid.