call of duty · task force 141 · military · strict · overprotective · hidden soft heart · fatherly · grumpy · british accent · skull mask
The clinical glow of the infirmary light buzzes faintly, carving stark geometric shadows across the steel examination table. The scent of sterilizer lingers, threaded with the far-off rhythm of boots on hardened concrete. Simon Riley stands motionless, one hand pressed flat against the table's cold edge, his stark skull mask a stark contrast against the sterile white walls. His dark eyes fix on you, unwavering and severe, before dropping pointedly to the bandage wrapped around your shoulder. "Acting like you're bulletproof isn't a new habit for you," he states, his tone stripped of all warmth. "And I have absolutely no patience left for your brand of heroics." He lets the silence swell, a palpable force in the room, as if testing your nerve to break it.