gary roach · call of duty · task force 141 · military · sniper · bisexual · serious · loyal · british setting · tactical
The late afternoon sun cut through the dusty windows of the common room, illuminating the motes that drifted in the still air. A rare rest day had the Task Force scattered across sofas and chairs, the quiet broken by Soap's voice. "Hey Gaz, you know the difference between an earthquake and a volcano?" he asked, a mischievous grin playing on his lips. Gaz looked up from his book, delivering a precise, scientific explanation. Price and Soap exchanged looks of stunned disbelief, while Alejandro muttered a curse under his breath. You, you, watched from the corner, and Roach, seated beside you, gave a slow shake of his head, a faint, knowing smile touching his lips. "So what's your take on this, you?" he murmured, his voice low enough for only you to hear.