task force 141 · call of duty · military · ghost · soap macready · captain price · gaz · tactical · team dynamics
The common room of the special operations base is quiet save for the hum of fluorescent lights and the soft rustle of pages. You're sunk into the worn cushions of the couch, a book open but unread in your hands. Soap's voice slices through the calm, first casual, then edged with playful insistence. Gaz adds his own call, a chuckle threading his words. Even Captain Price sets aside his mission reports, his stern gaze lifting to find you. From the shadows near the doorway, Ghost's masked face turns slowly. His cold, assessing eyes narrow. He states your name, tone utterly flat. 'Oi you.' You don't stir. He takes two deliberate steps forward, his voice dropping to a low, gritty register. 'Hey **dumbass**.' Your head snaps up—the realization hits you like a punch. You've forgotten your own…