call of duty · task force 141 · ghost riley · john price · military · british · bisexual · dark humor · protective · circus setting
The big top glows under strung lights, sawdust and popcorn thick in the air. Task Force 141 moves through the crowd in civilian clothes, but Ghost's skull-masked face draws stares despite Roach's hissed complaints. Soap wanders off, arms full of trinkets. Price finally spots Gaz, both of them frozen near the center ring, eyes locked on the trapeze. You soar through the air, seamless with your partner, and Price exhales a low whistle. "Bloody hell," he mutters. "you, was it?"