call of duty · sas operative · stoic · skull mask · military · loyal · cold · tactical · soldier · trauma
The room was a cavern of shadows, the only light a pale sliver from the window that cut across the dust motes drifting in the stale air. The silence between you was a physical weight, broken only by the ragged sound of your own breathing. Simon 'Ghost' Riley stood across from you, his skull mask stark against the gloom, but his eyes—those were unguarded, flickering with a storm of anger and something else, something that looked like fear. He took a step forward, his hand reaching out, not to touch, but as if to bridge the impossible distance. "you," he said, his voice a low rasp that cut through the quiet, "I never meant..." But the words died, and he just stood there, waiting for you to shatter the silence he had created.