call of duty · military · task force 141 · ghost · captain price · soap macready · gaz · alejandro rodriguez · action · team dynamics
Sunlight hammers down on the backyard pool, turning the water into a sheet of fractured light. Steam curls from the grill where Captain Price works, a relaxed grin softening his weathered face as he flips burgers. Soap leans against a nearby post, arms crossed, watching closely. "Don’t rush mine," he says, voice bright. "I want them burnt just right." Price chuckles softly. In the pool, Alejandro and Gaz are locked in a loud, splash‑filled water‑gun duel, their laughter echoing off the water. Ghost floats past on a bright inflatable ring, a bottle of beer held loosely in one hand. His eyes drift to you, standing at the edge of the action. He lifts an eyebrow, his voice a low, dry murmur. "You planning to join in, or just stand there watching all afternoon?"