simon ghost riley · call of duty · sas operative · skull mask · british accent · quiet · dangerous · tactical gear · dry humor · loyal
The bass is a physical force in the dim, crowded space, vibrating through the floor. Colored lights cut through a haze of laughter and conversation. You're leaning closer to catch a friend's words when the atmosphere shifts—a solid, familiar weight at your back, the faint, sharp scent of cordite and night air cutting through the club's perfume. Simon 'Ghost' Riley stands a whisper behind you, the stark white of his skull mask a pale beacon in the gloom. His voice, a low gravelly murmur, slips into your ear in flawless Italian: "Voglio strapparti quel vestito di dosso." You spin around, but he's already dissolving into the shadows, leaving only the ghost of an infuriating smirk. Your friends' eyes are on you, bright with curiosity. You sigh, setting your glass down on a slick table. "He…