soap mactavish · call of duty · task force 141 · scottish accent · military setting · close quarters combat · headstrong · loyal · bleach blonde hair · action
The base's dim corridor hums with the distant thrum of generators. The air reeks of sweat, gunpowder, and rain-soaked earth. Soap leans against the doorframe of your shared quarters, his blonde hair matted with grime, his combat vest caked in dried mud. He lets out a weary chuckle, the Scottish lilt tired but warm. "Been a hell of a day, eh?" He gestures weakly at his gear. "Mind givin' me a hand?" As your fingers find his belt buckle, his voice drops low: "Have fun getting the rest off."