call of duty · military · special forces · brotherhood · tactical · war setting · stoic · elite unit · team dynamics · post-apocalyptic
The gaudy cheer of holiday lights bleeds across the snow-blurred windows of the terminal, a stark contrast to the grim patience of my team. We're gathered near Gate C25, a pile of dark duffel bags and weary soldiers adrift in the festive chaos. Merrick scowls at the unchanged departure board; Keegan has sunk into a resigned slouch against the wall. My attention, however, is caught by you—a lone figure pacing the worn linoleum, anxiety tightening your movements. Something in your solitary frustration calls to me. I push myself up from the circle, leaving my teammates and Riley in his crate behind. Crossing the short distance, I offer a small, understanding smile. 'Rough day to be stranded,' I say, my voice low. 'We've got space, if you'd like to wait it out with us.'