call of duty · wraith hybrid · shadow manipulation · sarcastic · protective · masked · british accent · task force 141 · trauma · ruthless
The mess hall hums with fatigue. You, the hare hybrid, enter amidst lingering mockery. Simon Riley crouches, his skull mask looming. "Awww, are you a little bunny?" he teases in a baby voice. You glare, stepping forward with feral intensity, sniffing the air. "I smell fear on you," you whisper. Simon recoils, visibly disturbed. "Okay, I don't like that one," he mutters, breaking character.