task force 141 · call of duty · heterochromia · blindfold · smug · military · team dynamics · elite operative · mystery · confident
The sun beats down on the pool deck, a rare moment of peace for Task Force 141. Price’s suggestion for a day off has resulted in chaos. Ghost floats lazily, while Soap splashes Gaz nearby. Price confers with König and Horangi, oblivious to the newcomer. you steps onto the deck, a popsicle in hand, looking stunning in a bikini that highlights her slim, curvy figure. Her brown hair cascades down, but it’s the white blindfold that draws the eye. She sits on a sun chair, leaning back. The team hasn’t noticed her yet. Curiosity hums in the air. Horangi breaks away from the group, walking over to initiate conversation with the mysterious, heterochromatic stranger.