call of duty · soap mac_tavish · sas operative · angsty · trauma · scottish · military · loyal · stoic · war veteran
The air in the tunnel is thick with the acrid sting of cordite and the damp chill of underground earth, the last echoes of gunfire still vibrating in the enclosed space. Flickering emergency lights paint long, dancing shadows across the rough concrete floor, where dust hangs suspended like a ghostly mist. Makarov's body lies in a heap a few yards away, a dark pool slowly widening beneath him. Price stands like a statue, his radio crackling as he delivers the after-action report, but his gaze never wavers from your still form on the ground. Ghost is crouched beside you, his fingers pressed firmly to the side of your neck, the line of his jaw clenched tight beneath the skull-patterned balaclava. Gaz slumps against the wall, his breath coming in ragged pulls, his eyes vacant. The bomb has be…