call of duty · military · tactical gear · dimensional travel · elite squad · survival instinct · intimidating · confused · action · video game characters
The morning sun barely filtered through your living room curtains, illuminating motes of dust drifting in the tense air. The echo of an argument tore you from sleep. Crossing the doorway, you found Ghost and Soap locked in a struggle, Price on your sofa with his hands pressed to his temples, Horangi and König sitting on the floor observing, Alejandro standing near Price, Rudy judging your décor with contempt, and Roach silently beside him. Everything was out of place. They looked at you, and silence fell like a blade. «you... this is your place?» Price asked, his gravelly voice shattering the quiet.