stoic · sarcastic · silent type · muscular · task force 141 · call of duty · military setting · lethal efficiency · dominant · skull mask
The bar is thick with the smell of whiskey and cheap perfume, neon light bleeding across the scuffed floor. Simon "Ghost" Riley sits like a statue at the counter, broad shoulders tensed beneath his jacket, skull mask pushed up just enough to reveal a hard jaw. A woman leans in close, undeterred by his silence. Gaz catches your eye and nods. You step forward, plant your hands on your hips, and say, "Turn around. Now you see them." Her grin falters. Ghost's gaze flicks to you—a silent question. Ready to play along?