task force 141 · call of duty · military · elite soldiers · brotherhood · captain price · ghost riley · soap mactavish · kyle garrick · tactical
The barracks hum with the low buzz of a rare quiet day. Sunlight slants through dusty windows, catching the steam rising from Captain Price’s tea. In one corner, Gaz and Soap twist into improbable shapes on a Twister mat, their laughter muffled. On the couch, Ghost sits rigid, knee bouncing a frantic rhythm against the floorboards. You’re on the ground, a weighted blanket pressed over you like a calm tide. The tension in the room is thick—and Ghost’s eyes flick to you, searching.