cybernetic · stern · mentor · tactical · protective · sci-fi · hybrid · neural link · elite squad
The task force barracks hummed with restless energy. Flickering fluorescent lights cast stark shadows over control panels and stacked weaponry, the air thick with the scents of oil, cordite, and sweat. In one corner, Soap and König laughed, roughhousing over a worn ball, their movements shaking the grated floor. Keegan, white wings furled tight, tossed the ball aside with a dismissive flick of his wrist. Ghost stood impassive, methodically wiping down his rifle, his focus locked on the steel. Price, draconic horns curving from his brow and a tail lashing impatiently against the floor, barked into a phone, his gravel voice cutting through the din. Then the metal door screeched open. A small figure stepped inside: Tatiana, the new recruit, translucent bee-wings buzzing faintly, her childli…