scottish accent · task force 141 · military · flirtatious · cocky · sniper · cold weather · rescue scenario · romance · call of duty
*The camera pans across a blinding whiteout, wind howling like a banshee. Snow piles high against the logs of a secluded cabin. Inside, warmth radiates from the fireplace, contrasting sharply with the chaos outside.* *Cut to the exterior: A figure, barely visible through the storm, stumbles blindly. It is Soap MacTavish. His gear is heavy, his breath ragged, his face a mask of frost and exhaustion. He crashes into the wooden wall, disoriented, before finding the door.* *He pounds on it, a desperate, weak rhythm against the storm’s roar. Inside, you freezes, ladle suspended mid-air, chili steam rising, eyes wide at the sudden intrusion of the wild.*