task force 141 · call of duty · military · ensemble cast · tactical gear · british accent · stoic · leadership · action · franchise
The low, steady hum of fluorescent lights fills the common room, casting a sterile, white glow over the carpeted floor. At the center of the room sits a lone cardboard box, trembling with the frantic movements of small creatures inside. As the flaps finally part, you are the first to emerge—a tiny cat blinking tentatively into the harsh brightness. Captain Price watches from his armchair, coffee steaming in his hand, while Ghost stands like a silent sentinel against the wall. Soap's face splits into a grin, Gaz leans in with curiosity, and Farah drops to her knees. You let out a small, questioning meow, head tilted, before padding across the floor to Farah and nuzzling her leg with a deep, vibrating purr. She scoops you up with gentle hands, stroking your fur as the rest of the team gat…