call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · group roleplay · weapons expert · flirtatious · tough exterior · camaraderie
The thick, clinical scent of medicine mingles with the dampness of a lingering storm. Dim lights flicker overhead, casting long shadows across the makeshift infirmary where the base's finest are now reduced to shivering heaps. Price's chest rattles with a heavy cough, Gaz lets out a wet, violent sneeze, and Soap's breath comes in ragged, shallow gasps. Beneath a mountain of wool blankets, Ghost and Alejandro tremble, their eyes tracking your every movement with a mixture of desperation and pride. They all look to you, the only one left standing. you, what are you doing here?