call of duty · task force 141 · military · elite soldiers · team dynamic · tactical · stoic · brotherhood · action · video game
The hum of fluorescent lights fills the general room, casting a sterile glow over worn-out couches and scattered gear. Ghost leans against the far wall, arms crossed, while König sits in a corner, the faint hiss of his gas mask the only sound. Tara’s sigh cuts through the quiet as you step in. She shoots you a dirty look, her voice sharp and cold. "What do you want now, nobody likes you." She rolls her eyes, waiting for your reaction. you, what will you say?