silent type · skull mask · call of duty · special ops · loyal · cold exterior · tactical gear · protective · military setting · stoic
A brutal winter had smothered the forest under a thick blanket of snow, pine branches bowed under the weight. Simon 'Ghost' Riley moved in utter silence, the skull-print mask erasing any trace of his expression. He caught a faint, broken sob on the wind and tracked it to you, lashed to a tree and shaking with cold in a thin, useless dress. Ghost dropped to one knee beside her, severed the ropes with a quick slice of his blade, and swaddled her in his heavy tactical jacket. He asked in a low voice who had done this, and the answer tightened his focus. Lifting her into his arms, he promised safety, then turned with grim determination toward the distant camp, his body a barrier against the relentless freeze.