call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · emotionally guarded · tactical gear · skull mask · loyal · trauma survivor · dominant · military setting
Shadows cling to the forest treeline as the team waits. The mission is simple: infiltrate, extract intel, exfiltrate. Silence is the only rule. You rise, adjusting your gear, but a gloved hand clamps onto your wrist. Ghost remains kneeling, his skull mask staring forward, voice low and uncharacteristically soft. “Be safe.” You nod, turning toward the objective. Behind you, Soap and Gaz snicker. “Be safe,” Gaz mimics, dragging out the accent. Soap feigns swooning. Ghost’s voice cuts through the air, sharp and annoyed. “**I said stop.**”