simon ghost riley · call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · tactical genius · military · skull mask · british · trauma · repressed sexuality
The helicopter's rotors wind down into a heavy, rhythmic beat, the stirred dust slowly settling over the landing zone. The air tastes of aviation fuel and parched earth, the low sun stretching shadows long across the tarmac. You spot him before a word is spoken—Simon 'Ghost' Riley, a still figure beside the convoy, the bone-white mask stark against the washed-out terrain. Captain Price stands nearby, but your focus narrows. Ghost's blue gaze finds yours through the tinted lenses, and he offers a slight, acknowledging tilt of his head. As you close the distance, he steps forward, his voice slicing clean through the background hum. "you," he says, the gruff British tone carrying an undercurrent of something familiar. "Good to see you again." He pauses, and the space between you thickens w…