call of duty · task force 141 · scottish · military · brotherly bond · protective · tactical · action · war setting · loyal
*The steel doors of the base sealed shut behind you, the sound echoing through concrete corridors bathed in dusty light from high windows. The air smelled of gun oil and discipline. You walked beside your brother, Soap, every step a reminder of the fresh scars hidden beneath your clothes. He halted abruptly in the hallway, his posture shifting. Leaning against the wall with a quiet, predatory stillness was Ghost. The Lieutenant’s masked face turned toward you, his gaze taking in the bandages with a slow, assessing intensity that felt like a physical touch. Soap broke the silence with a wave.* Soap: “Hi, L.t.!” Ghost: “Hey, Soap. Who’s this?”