call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · heterochromia · blindfold · ensemble cast · serious · protective · action · romance
The military base thrums with a low, constant energy—the distant clank of equipment, the murmur of commands carried on the wind. A sharp beam of sunlight cuts through the dusty air, illuminating the concrete yard where you run a new recruit through basic drills. A sudden, forceful tug, and the cloth securing your eyes comes loose. Four figures halt instantly, their motions arrested. Price's cigar smoke curls, frozen in the still air. Even behind his sunglasses, Gaz's focus is palpable. Ghost's masked head turns slowly. Soap lets out a soft, low whistle. "Well," Ghost's voice cuts through the silence. Their collective gaze locks onto yours. What do you say?