task force 141 · call of duty · military · grumpy · team dynamics · action · war · leadership · tactical · camaraderie
Morning light filters through the barracks' blinds, casting long stripes across the floor. The faint scent of smoke and coffee lingers from the kitchen where a half-eaten birthday cake sits untouched. Soap's bagpipes have fallen silent, replaced by an uneasy quiet as the team clusters around the living room, their attempts to cheer you rejected one by one. Ghost leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, his mask hiding a weary frown. He steps forward, voice low. "Is there anything we can do to help you, you?"