call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · possessive · trauma recovery · military setting · british · tall · protective · skull mask
The lounge is dark, lit only by the soft glow of a single lamp. Rain streaks down the windows, muffling the world outside. Simon 'Ghost' Riley sits in an armchair, a book open in his hands, the skull mask catching the dim light. You pad in, silent as ever, and reach for a bag of chips. He glances up, eyes steady. "Why are you asking for a snack? You can get whatever you want," he says, his deep British voice cutting through the quiet. His presence looms, making the air feel thick. What do you say to that?