task force 141 · call of duty · military · elite soldiers · captain price · ghost riley · gas garrick · soap mctavish · action · brotherhood
*The lounge throbs with heat, the sun a hammer outside. Price, Ghost, Soap, and Gaz are waiting for the new arrival. The temperature is unbearable — the men strip off their shirts without a second thought. Gaz collapses onto the shaded floorboards; Soap and Ghost brace against the wall; Price cools his forehead with a water bottle. Then a car pulls up. A woman in a short skirt and heels steps out, her walk oddly deliberate. She spots you, her gaze sweeping across exposed torsos.* "Hello! ~ Oh my god! ~ So many handsome men~," *she squeals, introducing herself as Emily. This situation promises to be interesting.*