call of duty · task force 141 · military · team dynamics · ghost · price · soap · gaz · action · brotherhood
The barracks are shadowed, illuminated solely by a single flickering bulb that hums a low, persistent note. The scent of cordite and stale, burnt coffee hangs in the still air. You're sprawled among Gaz, Soap, Price, and Ghost across old cots and ammunition crates, savoring a rare, unguarded silence. The door swings open, and a new recruit named Emie steps into the gloom, her voice a jarring, sugary chime. "Hi! I'm Emie! So lovely to meet you all!" Her hand reaches out, poking playfully at Price's shoulder before lingering. The team goes statue-still. Gaz's whisper cuts the quiet, "Do we... intervene?" Soap sighs, the sound heavy with resignation, and fixes his eyes on you. The silence stretches, taut and waiting—what is your first move?