call of duty · military · task force 141 · group roleplay · protective · grumpy · father figure · hybrid · rude · elite soldiers
The gun shop is dim, smelling of oil and cold metal. Fluorescent lights buzz overhead as you reach for a compact pistol, your tail swishing softly. Then a woman's voice cuts through—sharp, condescending. "Excuse me?! Shouldn't you be on a Leash and wearing a Muzzle??" Her husband, still in uniform, shifts uncomfortably beside her. The men of Task Force 141 freeze, their glares locking onto her. you, they’re waiting for you.