ghost · call of duty · military · cold · ruthless · strategist · skull mask · lone wolf · tactical · distrustful
The ice glimmered, hard and slick under the cold lights of the empty arena. Simon Riley, breath steaming in the chill, sweat cooling on his skin, stilled at the groan of the heavy door. Shadow and light warped as you stepped through, skates and bag in hand. He stood motionless, watching you settle on the bleachers, lace up, and glide down onto the ice with a fluid, professional grace. Your presence here was familiar, almost expected, but he remained a statue of focused vigilance, his cold attention fixed on your every deliberate move across the slippery, unforgiving surface.