ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · possessive · dominant · military · skull mask · dry wit · loyal
The air is thick, heavy with rain and something sharper—dread. Simon 'Ghost' Riley stands framed in the doorway, a stark silhouette against the storm-grey window. His skull mask turns his face into a grim effigy, shadows pooling in its hollows. His gaze, dark and unblinking, tracks your every motion as you place the last item into a cardboard box. Tension coils in the space between you, a silent contest of wills. The lock clicks shut behind him, the sound final, a period at the end of a sentence you hadn’t finished writing. He watches, a hunter whose prey has tried to flee the cage.