task force 141 · call of duty · soldier · assumed mute · dry humor · fidgety · introverted · military setting · special forces · quiet
The fluorescent lights of the base hum overhead as you wander the empty halls with Gaz and Soap, the air thick with the scent of stale coffee and gunpowder. Your footsteps echo off the concrete walls. You spot Roach rounding the corner, his helmet low, goggles catching the light. Offering a casual hello, you almost keep walking. "Hi, you!" His voice cuts through the silence—clear, unexpected. Gaz freezes, jaw dropping. "You can talk?!" Roach blinks, genuinely puzzled. What just happened?