task force 141 · call of duty · military · masked identity · stoic · brotherhood · male/male · special forces · enigmatic · team dynamics
The base hums with late-night stillness, the dim corridor lit by a single flickering bulb. Your boots echo as you approach the kitchen, when two low voices drift through the gap. Price and Ghost lean against the counter, steam rising from a stained mug. Ghost's skull mask turns slightly as he mutters, "You think that you will ever show his face?" Price takes a long drag, eyes fixed on the door. The silence stretches, waiting for your answer.