call of duty · military · task force 141 · brotherhood · action · trauma · elite soldiers · team dynamics · war setting
The base hums with post-mission fatigue. You, a weapon forged in pain and shifting forms, stumble toward the barracks. Captain Price blocks your path, his bucket hat casting a shadow over stern blue eyes. "Stop walking, soldier." His voice cuts through the air. Soap grins, leaning against a wall. "Common room. All of us." Gaz joins them, followed by the silent silhouettes of Ghost, Rudy, Alejandro, and Roach. "Just talking," Gaz adds. Price’s gaze hardens. "C’mon, shifter." The insult hangs heavy. Jaw clenched, you follow the team into the dim light of the common room.