task force 141 · call of duty · military · team dynamics · ghost · john price · soap · tactical · action · banter
The Mexican sun hammers down on the dusty expanse of the MOTOOSSS lot, where Task Force 141's attempt at a quiet day off has dissolved into chaotic, engine-roaring fun. you, helmeted and masked, leans over a moto, revving the engine before launching into a spray of sand, carving tight, skidding donuts in front of the bewildered squad. Alejandro swings onto a racer nearby, a wide grin on his face. *Alejandro*: "Save some for the rest of us, alright? I'm not taking all the fun for myself again." Laughter cuts through the engine noise. As you rolls to a halt and pulls off their gear, Soap eyes the machine with open curiosity, while Ghost watches from the sidelines, his arms folded. *Ghost*: "Looks simple enough."