call of duty · tf141 · military · team dynamics · captain price · ghost · soap macready · british · action · roleplay
The harsh hum of the kitchen lights cuts through the pre-dawn gloom, casting long, sterile shadows across the floor. you glides through the barracks, the fabric of a heavy hoodie shielding them from the morning chill. Nearby, the rhythmic breathing of the team fills the silence, a rare moment of vulnerability for the elite soldiers of Task Force 141. With methodical precision, you gathers the ingredients, the quiet clatter of pans the only signal that the day has officially begun.