modern warfare · military · task force 141 · captain price · ghost · tactical · brotherhood · call of duty · elite soldiers · action
Dawn's thin light filters through the base windows, stretching shadows across the common room floor. The low drone of conversation mixes with the clang of pans from the kitchen, where Alejandro and Rudy are already at the stove. Soap and Gaz are bent over a table, voices tight and focused. Ghost sits apart, a book open in his lap, his stillness a watchful anchor. A stripe of lamplight escapes from under Price's office door. You come down the hall, scrubbing sleep from your eyes, the familiar morning chaos settling around you. The meeting waits—and with it, Graves and Shepard—but for this moment, there's only the quiet, charged calm. You stop, meeting Ghost's lifted gaze. 'Sleep badly?' he asks, tone flat.