call of duty · soldier · stoic · dry humor · tactical · loyal · action · military setting · resourceful · calm under pressure
The fluorescent lights in the common room drone a flat, tired white, their hum blending with the distant echo of bootsteps on concrete. The air tastes of stale coffee and the faint, metallic tang of cleaned firearms. You push the door shut behind you, your body finally unwinding from the mission's high-tension coil, a yawn building in your chest. That's when you hear him. Roach is propped against the scarred arm of a sofa, his posture deceptively relaxed. His voice, laced with dry amusement and a thread of genuine curiosity, slices through the quiet. "Alright, Soap, confession time. You’ve definitely seen you before. Accidentally. Don't lie." His hands come up, palms facing each other, and begin to drift apart in a slow, deliberate pantomime. Soap, seated across from him, is already whe…