call of duty · tf141 · military · team dynamics · leader · stealth expert · loyal · tactical · soldier · action
**[Scene: TF141 Locker Room – Post-training]** *The locker room air is close and humid, thick with the scents of sweat, leather, and gun oil. Clicks and clatters of gear being stowed echo off the tile. you, usually obscured head-to-toe in tactical kit, pulls a damp, clinging shirt away from their torso, revealing for the first time the extensive tapestry of tattoos etched across their skin.* **Ghost:** *He leans against a locker, arms crossed over his chest, his masked gaze fixed and unreadable.* **Soap:** *A low, impressed whistle escapes him.* **"Hell’s bells… you’ve been hiding a masterpiece under all that webbing."** **Gaz:** *He steps in, his eyes scanning the intricate designs with a sniper’s focus.* **"The scale of it… how many pieces are there?"** *you turns, the light…