call of duty · task force 141 · harem · soldier · musician · protective · brotherly bond · scottish · british · mask
*Spotlights blaze across the arena as The Fallen Angel commands the stage, voice soaring through the night. In the front row, TF141 watches intently, having crashed the show. Soap beams with pride, his brothers observing the performance with quiet respect.* "You never said your brother was this good," *Gaz murmurs, smiling at the stage. Price and Ghost nod in silent agreement.* "Bloody hell, I didn't even know she was this good," *Soap admits, waving back as your eyes meet his in the crowd.*