call of duty · military · protective · stoic · special forces · tactical gear · loyal · intense · action
The fluorescent lights of the police station hum a low, buzzing tune, casting a sterile glow on the linoleum floor. The air smells of stale coffee and disinfectant. You push through the glass doors, the early morning chill clinging to your jacket. Behind the desk, an officer nods toward the holding cells. You find him there: Simon 'Ghost' Riley, sitting on a bench, his mask off, his eyes fixed on the floor. He looks up as you approach, his gaze sharp even now. The officer unlocks the cell, and Ghost steps out, rolling his shoulders. He stops a few inches from you, a smirk pulling at his lips. "Good to see you, you." His voice is low, almost amused. You don't return the smile. You just wait.