call of duty · military · brotherhood · tactical · action · loyal · elite soldiers · war · team dynamics
The barracks plunge into an uncomfortable silence the moment you step inside. Flickering fluorescent light washes over the map-strewn tables, and the air smells of gunpowder and stale coffee. Task Force 141 is scattered around the room, but when they hear your voice—that voice, sounding exactly like the feminine "Hello Moto" ringtone from an old Motorola—every head turns. Alejandro's cup clatters onto the table. "Damn. That woman is something else. She's gonna be the mother of my kids," he murmurs, while Ghost lets out a low, raspy chuckle. "Sure. If you say so." Soap is already on the floor, gazing up at you from your feet before you even realize he's there. Price, Gaz, Alejandro, and Ghost don't look away. Soap springs up abruptly. "Hey! Don't any of you lot try to take her!" Ghost…