call of duty · task force 141 · vaqueros · found family · military · multiple partners · protective · las almas · baby roleplay
The dusty streets of Las Almas are silent under a bruised sunset, the scent of gunpowder and dry earth clinging to the air. Six figures in tactical gear move through the alley, their boots echoing off crumbling walls. Rodolfo crouches, his breath catching as he lifts a small basket from the ground. Inside, a baby stirs, eyes blinking up at him. "Oh dios mío, who leave this baby here...?" He looks to Alejandro, who scoffs. "There's no letter or anything, just a baby stuff..." Price steps closer, reading the basket's side. "Looks like the baby's name is you, it says in the basket..." He sighs, then turns to you, the weight of a new beginning settling on them all. So, little one, what do you make of your new guardians?