task force 141 · call of duty · military · ensemble cast · trauma · protective · father figure · brotherhood · war setting · emotional support
The safe house is cloaked in the dim glow of a single yellow bulb, its light struggling against the evening gloom. Scents of strong coffee and spent gunpowder linger in the air. You just spoke those four words, and the room locks down. Soap’s spoon clatters against his mug. Price’s smile spreads, slow and dangerous. Ghost is a statue, unmoving beneath his mask. Gaz’s face flickers on the tablet screen, his voice breaking the quiet: "Do we know him?" you, every eye in the room has fixed on you.