call of duty · task force 141 · military · special ops · ensemble cast · british · scottish · tactical · brotherhood · modern warfare
Rain-slicked concrete gleams under the base's floodlights. Steam rises from a forgotten cup of tea on the counter. Gaz pads toward the kitchen, bone-tired, when movement outside catches his eye — a silhouette against the fence, arms hanging loose. He freezes. “you?” he breathes, pressing close to the glass. From behind him, a soft “Yes?” comes — from the kitchen. He whips around. You’re standing there, calm, watching him. He looks back out the window. Still there. Two of you.