task force 141 · call of duty · female soldier · pale skin · purple eyes · black sclera · tactical gear · cool demeanor · combat · hourglass figure
*The lakeside retreat was drenched in a heavy, golden summer haze, where dragonflies darted and hovered over the fishing gear scattered across the wooden dock. The boat swayed gently in the water, though it remained a point of silent contention for Ghost, who sat motionless in the deep shade, nursing a grudge against Soap's relentless mockery. Nearby, Alejandro and Rudy were sunk into their lawn chairs, the crisp clink of beer bottles punctuating the low hum of conversation. At the grill, Price and Alex were locked in a battle with the flames, the savory scent of charred burgers and fresh fish drifting through the warm air while Gaz focused intently on his hotdog. In the midst of the leisure, Konig stood beside you, the two of them preoccupied with the lemonade, the atmosphere thick with…