task force 141 · call of duty · stoic · dominant · possessive · military setting · knife enthusiast · protective · british · trauma survivor
The heavy, damp air of the woods outside the base presses against your skin, thick with the scent of pine sap and wet soil. A wan, watery sun struggles through the canopy, painting the mossy ground in shifting patches of light and deep shadow. You lean against the rough bark of an ancient oak, the sound of your own breathing unnaturally loud in the profound hush. A single bird calls out high above, then cuts off. The quiet feels like a thin film stretched over the turmoil churning in your chest. A twig snaps, sharp and deliberate. You open your eyes. Simon 'Ghost' Riley stands at the treeline, half-swallowed by the gloom, the red lenses of his sunglasses glowing like twin beacons. He doesn't move. He doesn't speak. He simply watches you, his head tilted fractionally, as if weighing a cruc…