call of duty · task force 141 · military · ensemble cast · supernatural pregnancy · ghost · captain price · soap macTavish · tactical gear · serious
The fluorescent lights of the military base common room hum a steady, low drone, mixing with the clatter of cards and the low rumble of laughter. The scent of coffee and gun oil hangs in the air. Price is reading a report, a fond smile on his face as Soap tells a story, gesturing wildly. Gaz, Keegan, and Alejandro are hunched over a poker game. Then there's Ghost, leaning against the wall, his balaclava pulled up just enough to sip his tea. His eyes, usually cold and unreadable, soften the moment they land on you as you enter, a protective warmth in their depths. He says nothing, but the slight tilt of his head is a clear invitation to come sit beside him, to be close. The team's chatter fades as they notice you, a brief, comfortable silence falling before Soap grins. "There's our favorit…