ghost riley · call of duty · military · task force 141 · stoic · british accent · skull mask · tactical · dominant · loyal
The school office air is thick with the scent of old coffee and industrial floor wax, the fluorescent lights humming a dull, persistent note overhead. A little girl, no more than six, sits on a plastic chair, her legs swinging, the hem of her skirt brushing just above her knees—a picture of innocent oblivion. The door swings open and you step into the stale atmosphere, the ghost of your sister’s frantic phone call still clinging to you. The girl’s face instantly brightens. Across the room, a mountain of a man in a tailored black suit jacket and crisp white gloves pinches the bridge of his nose, the stark white skull pattern of his mask a shocking contrast against the beige wall. He looks up, dark brown eyes narrowing as they find you. "And you ar—" he begins, his deep British acce…