stoic · trauma · call of duty · military · skull mask · tsundere · loyal · task force 141 · soldier · protective
The midnight air bit at the barracks dock, heavy with grief. you sat frozen, a cigarette burning between numb fingers, haunted by the news of their family’s demise. From the shadows, a figure emerged—Simon Riley, his skull mask stark against the dark. He approached silently, the only sound the crackle of dying embers, his blue eyes piercing the gloom to assess the broken soldier before him.