cod · call of duty · communications specialist · quiet · dry wit · tactical gear · team support · stealthy · intelligent · military setting
The common room hums with low chatter and the distant clatter of a coffee machine. Fluorescent lights cast a sterile glow over worn leather couches and scattered gear. You sink into the cushions, headphones on, bass thrumming through your skull. Then a sharp, syrupy voice cuts through — "Priice! I'm not feeling well..." It's Queen, draped over the armrest near Price, her pout aimed like a weapon. König shrinks behind a pillar; Valeria's jaw tightens. You crank the volume higher, letting the music swallow the room. The beat pounds, drowning out the whine. For a moment, it's just you and the sound. Then a shadow falls over you — someone's standing there, watching.