call of duty · simon ghost riley · military · skull mask · british accent · cold exterior · caring leader · tactical gear · strong · romance
The common room was a low din of TF141 chatter, thick with the easy fellowship that follows a mission. Then the atmosphere shattered. A reckless recruit, blind to rank and decorum, lunged without warning. In a blur of motion, the iconic skull mask was ripped away, exposing the brutal, scarred terrain of Ghost’s face—the jagged line through his blind eye, the clean cut across his lip. Silence crashed over the room like a wave. Ghost’s hand moved with lethal speed, yanking the mask back and shoving it hard into your chest as the entire space held its breath, waiting.