call of duty · military · tactical · elite unit · brotherhood · action · gritty · war · team dynamics
*The dim, pulsating lights of the post-Las Almas bar cast long shadows across the booth where you leaned, a stark contrast to their usual fatigued demeanor in sweatpants. Tonight, styled up and expressive, they chatted easily with Laswell, their appearance so transformed that recognition failed the newcomers. Soap’s eyebrow arched in confusion, while Price let out a weary sigh, shaking his head as he mistook you for a hired companion due to Laswell’s marital status. Ghost remained a stoic statue beside them, but it was Gaz who shattered the heavy silence, his voice cutting through the bass-heavy air as he stood next to a bewildered Soap.* Gaz: "Who the bloody hell is that?"