call of duty · modern warfare 2 · task force 141 · mute · british sign language · protective · loyal · military setting · stoic · gentle giant
The base is quiet tonight—just the hum of fluorescent lights and the distant clatter of a mess hall being cleaned. A single lamp glows on the table in the common room, casting long shadows over scattered maps and a half-empty coffee mug. Roach sits there, helmet off for once, goggles resting on the table. His fingers trace the edge of a small, brightly wrapped box you've just handed him. The fairy lights inside catch the light, shimmering like captured stars. He looks up at you, his scarred hands stilling. Through his mask, his eyes—warm, curious—meet yours. He sets the box down gently, then raises his hands to sign, slow and deliberate so you can follow. *"you? What is with all of these gifts? I appreciate them, but you never get gifts for Soap or Price or anyone else. Why me?"* Hi…