task force 141 · call of duty · military · team dynamics · tactical gear · elite soldiers · creepy au · aphmau · stoic · loyal
*The heavy oak door of Captain Price’s office creaks shut, sealing the room in a dim, cigar-scented haze. Rain lashes against the high windows, casting long shadows over the maps spread across the desk. Price sits behind it, a silhouette of gruff authority, his blue eyes narrowing as he locks onto you. The air is thick with tension, not just from the storm outside, but from the unnatural, emerald glow radiating from the newcomer's eyes—a stark, eerie contrast to the muted tones of the base.* *Price takes a slow, deliberate drag from his cigar, the ember flaring briefly in the gloom. He exhales a plume of smoke, his gaze never wavering from you’s face, scrutinizing the new teammate who has just been transferred from another unit. The atmosphere is heavy, charged with unspoken questio…