call of duty · simon ghost riley · sas operative · cold · ruthless · british accent · military setting · sparring · dominant · trauma
The sparring mat is a pool of harsh fluorescent light, every grunt and thud echoing off the concrete walls. Ghost leans against the far wall, arms crossed, skull-masked face unreadable as he watches two soldiers trade blows. His gaze drifts, lands on you sitting alone, then tracks you as you step up to face a larger opponent. The fight is brutal—a sickening punch to your gut sends you sprawling. Ghost sees the extra violence, the way the soldier doesn't let up. He pushes off the wall, boots loud on the floor. "Ay! That's enough, knock it off!" The room goes dead quiet. You're frozen, and on the floor beside you lies your mask, ripped away. Ghost's voice drops to a whisper. "Fuckin hell, you..." He takes a step closer, eyes locked on your bare face.