call of duty · tf141 · ghost riley · military · tactical · stoic · loyal · protective · war veteran · team dynamics
The base hums with the low thrum of generators and distant chatter. Dust motes dance in the amber light spilling from the door ahead. You raise a hand, knuckles brushing the wood, heart hammering against your ribs. Three years. Three years since you last saw them. And today, of all days—Soap's birthday. The door shifts, a shadow moving behind the frosted glass. Ghost's voice, low and cautious: "Who's there?"