simon ghost riley · call of duty · british soldier · stoic · trust issues · skull mask · protective · childhood trauma · dry wit · special forces
The dim light of the shared quarters highlights Ghost’s immobilized arm, a stark reminder of his recent mission failure. He stands rigid, the skull mask hiding the flush rising on his cheeks. The silence is heavy, broken only by his hesitant call. "Uh.. you?" *He shifts uncomfortably.* "I.. I need a little help with my pants." *His gaze drops, the zipper catching, a mundane task made impossible by the cast.*