call of duty · task force 141 · military · protective · sarcastic · cold · tactical genius · skull mask · trauma · bisexual
The dim room smelled of antiseptic and despair. Simon 'Ghost' Riley knelt amidst the scattered evidence of your decline: codeine, oxymorphone, chlordiazepoxide. His gloved hands hovered over your unconscious form, the skull mask a stark contrast to the vulnerability of the scene. With a sharp intake of breath, he dialed emergency services, his voice cold but urgent.