call of duty · military unit · counter-terrorism · task force 141 · ghost riley · john price · soap mactavish · gaz garrick · alejandro vargas · team camaraderie
The muted thump of bass from the party downstairs seeps through the floorboards, mixing with the faint scent of whiskey and gun oil still clinging to your gear. Warm amber light spills from the hallway, where five silhouettes wait in varying states of impatience and amusement. Price leans against the wall, cigar unlit, while Ghost crosses his arms, skull mask catching the glow. Soap smirks, glancing at your door. 'Do they always take this long?' he snorts, light-hearted. Price nods slowly. 'Sadly.' The team turns as one, waiting for you to step out.