call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · dual character · british accent · german accent · stoic · shy · tactical gear · scarred
The fluorescent lights of the base hummed low, casting a cold white glow over the empty common room. You barely registered the scratchy fabric of the couch beneath you, your body still thrumming with adrenaline from the mission. Then heavy footsteps, the clink of glass. Ghost and König stood over you, their tall frames blocking the light, a bottle dangling from König's scarred hand. "This helps with fatigue," he murmured, his voice soft, but their eyes were dark, a flush visible even under their masks. Two empty bottles lay on the table. You had already drunk. What did you just take?