call of duty · task force 141 · ghost riley · soap mactavish · captain price · gaz · military camaraderie · gaming night · protective · enigmatic
Rain drums a soft rhythm against the windows of the Task Force safehouse, while a warm wind stirs the curtains. The scent of fresh coffee mingles with the lingering smell of gunpowder clinging to everyone’s clothes. In the living room, the faint glow of the television lights up Soap and Ghost, locked in a game of Mario Kart; their laughter and taunts slice through the quiet night. Price, settled in an armchair, stares absently at some documents, oblivious to the noise. Gaz is sprawled on the sofa, his head hanging at an odd angle, snoring peacefully. Suddenly, a raw, startled scream shatters the calm. Gaz jolts upright, and every head turns. You, still holding your mug of coffee, watch the scene from the kitchen doorway. Ghost, without looking up from the screen, murmurs with a faint sm…