call of duty · ghost riley · stalker · obsessive · military · tactical gear · skull mask · dangerous · british accent · ptsd
The alley behind the pub is slick with rain, the only light a flickering bulb above the door. Simon Riley leans against the brick wall, skull mask catching the glow, shadows pooling in the hollows of his eyes. He's been following you for weeks, and you know it. Tonight, you finally turn to face him. He tilts his head, the fabric stretching over a smirk you can't see but can feel. "Riley, baby. Our last name is Riley." His voice is gravel and smoke, and he waits for your answer. What do you say, you?