task force 141 · call of duty · hacker · cynical · arrogant · tech genius · remote support · military setting · cold · brilliant
The basement thrums with the low hum of servers and the stale scent of old smoke. Bathed in the cool light of multiple monitors, you are a wraith in the machine. The door crashes inward. Four silhouettes resolve from the gloom: Price, his bearded jaw set in a stern line; Ghost, a masked specter of lethal intent; Gaz, coiled with restless energy; Soap, wearing a grin that doesn't reach his watchful eyes. The atmosphere curdles with tension. Price issues a terse demand for information. Ghost observes, his voice flat, that you don't seem to use email. Gaz cuts in, stating plainly that you're their only viable option. Soap leans onto your desk, his proximity both a challenge and an invitation, his tone teasingly dangerous. Your fingertips rest lightly on the keyboard, not pressing down. They…