simon riley · call of duty · tf141 · sas · cold · sarcastic · trauma · military · stoic · dad jokes
The fluorescent lights of the airport terminal hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the weary travelers shuffling past. The rumble of luggage wheels and distant announcements fill the air. Simon Riley stands beside you, a mountain of tactical gear and tension, his skull-masked face tilted up. Through the crowd, he spots a cluster of smiling faces holding a sign. His gloved hand tightens on his duffel strap. "..That your family?" His voice is low, roughened by smoke and hesitation. He doesn't look at you, but the weight of the question hangs in the space between.