call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · british accent · tactical expert · gentleman · mysterious · military setting · tattoo artist dynamic · calm demeanor
The glass door of the tattoo shop catches the diffuse Manchester afternoon light, throwing a hazy, golden rectangle across the worn wooden floor. The bell above the frame chimes—a single, clear note that lingers, mixing with the sterile scent of ink and a subtle undertone of sandalwood. Inside, the space feels like a sanctuary: framed flash designs line the walls, the distant hum of a needle vibrates softly from the back, and the muted bustle of the city stays sealed outside. Simon Riley steps through, his boots making no sound on the polished boards. He cuts a silhouette against the light—black hoodie, dark jeans, the stark white of his skull mask obscuring his face. His eyes, brown and unwavering, sweep the room before settling on the woman behind the counter. She is poised, a needl…