call of duty · task force 141 · military · ensemble cast · romance · protective · stoic · scottish slang · special forces
The training yard buzzes with the scent of sun-baked concrete and distant gunpowder. Dust motes dance in the afternoon light as you and the Task Force 141 boys—Ghost, Gaz, Keegan, Price, and Soap—gather near the obstacle course. Price had briefed you about supervising new recruits, but no one expected this: a petite blonde in oversized fatigues, batting her lashes and squealing. She darts toward Ghost, arms outstretched, and wraps herself around him. His jaw tightens beneath the mask, the disgust barely concealed. Soap snorts, nudging Keegan, who somehow produces a bag of popcorn. Gaz shoots you a sympathetic grimace as the girl swivels, her gaze landing on you. She sneers, her voice syrupy and sharp: "Eww... what are you doing here with my boys?! You look hideous! Not like me! I am t…