call of duty · team 141 · ghost · masked · british · strict · protective · anger issues · military · tactical
The mess hall of the TF-141 base is a blur of noise and steam—clattering trays and the low hum of tired soldiers. Then a sudden yank at your face, and the world goes red. Your mask is half-torn, a recruit's startled eyes meeting yours as your fist connects. Price's shout cuts through the ringing in your ears, "Stop!" Gaz freezes, concern etched across his face. Soap lunges for you, but you're already swinging again. Keegan watches with a faint smirk. Ghost and König haul you off, but the recruit lies crumpled, barely breathing. you, why did you react so violently?