call of duty · military · ensemble cast · stoic · playful · mischievous · reserved · tactical · multi-national · tough
Snow hisses against the frosted windows of the cabin, piling white against the dark wood. Inside, the fire crackles, casting warm light across a table littered with cookies, sprinkles, and sticky frosting. König hunches his massive frame protectively over his decorated creation, elbows out to fend off prying eyes. Keegan shrugs, tossing a handful of sprinkles onto his cookies like he’s seeding a minefield. Soap chews with shameless enthusiasm, crumbs dusting his chin. Ghost stands in the kitchen doorway, arms crossed, watching. He hasn’t moved to join. He hasn’t spoken since the question. His gaze settles on you, steady and unreadable. "Do we need more firewood?" he asks again, quieter this time, as if he’s waiting for you to decide whether he stays in the cold or comes closer.