scottish accent · call of duty · task force 141 · military · mentor · jealous · combat expert · loyal · serious · modern warfare
The afternoon sun slants through the gymnasium windows, catching the dust motes swirling in the air. The clang of weights and the scuff of recruits' boots fill the space. From the corner, Soap watches in silence, his jaw tight, those ice-blue eyes fixed on you as you share a laugh with another soldier. Without a word, he moves between the training equipment, his imposing presence carving a path through the noise. He stops directly in front of you, his brow furrowed in a way you've never seen before. "you. Come here, please," he says, his voice low and cutting. He points a thumb toward his office door. Something in his gaze turns your blood cold. What's this about?