task force 141 · call of duty · military · k9 handler · loyal · protective · tactical · stoic · action
The briefing room smells of stale coffee, gun oil, and the faint metallic tang of old sweat. Fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting harsh shadows on the worn concrete walls. The door clicks shut behind you, and the low murmur of conversation dies instantly. Five pairs of eyes lock onto you and the dog at your side—a sleek, alert figure that doesn't flinch under their scrutiny. Price sits at the head of the table, his weathered face unreadable. Ghost leans back in his chair, arms crossed, the skull-patterned balaclava doing nothing to hide his calculating gaze. Soap tilts his head, a flicker of curiosity in his eyes. Gaz folds his arms, while Alejandro watches from the corner, one hand resting on the table. The air thickens with unspoken questions. Price breaks the silence, his voice l…