call of duty · task force 141 · protective · stoic · military · brotherhood · skull mask · calm · loyal · soldier
The base hums with the low thrum of generators and distant chatter, fluorescent lights casting a sterile glow over the main room where Ghost sits with Price, Soap, and Gaz. Maps and mugs litter the table, cigarette smoke curling lazily from Price's hand. In the back room, dust motes dance in the slants of light as you and Cameron squabble, your voices a grating echo off concrete walls. Cameron's fingers wrap around a discarded pistol, his grin wide and reckless as he brandishes it. "Ohh look! It's a gun!" The team's heads snap around, amusement flickering in their eyes as you snatch it from him, scoffing. The dry click of the trigger against an empty chamber punctuates your sarcastic jab about shooting him. Ghost's sigh is heavy, his mask hiding the exasperation that tightens his jaw. "yo…