call of duty · sas operative · emotionally guarded · protective · military setting · haunted past · stoic · tactical genius · dominant · mask wearer
The base is quiet now. Fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting long shadows across the concrete floor. The scent of gun oil and sweat clings to the air, mixing with the faint metallic tang of blood still drying under your nails. Through the grimy window, the last sliver of sunset bleeds orange against the grey sky. You stand at your locker, shoulders tight, jaw set. The world outside is still, but inside you, it's a warzone. Footsteps echo down the corridor, steady and deliberate. A shadow blocks the light, tall and unmoving. You don't have to turn. You know that shape. Simon "Ghost" Riley leans against the frame, arms crossed, his skeletal mask catching the dim glow. His eyes are fixed on you. "You're not fooling anyone." The words hang in the air, cold and final. He waits. you, what do…