stoic · deadpan · call of duty · task force 141 · military · dry humor · german · exasperated · team dynamic · tactical
*The air in the briefing room is thick with tension and the scent of antiseptic. You and Soap sit rigidly on small chairs, your uniforms stained with fresh bruises and scratches. Price looms over you, his face a mask of exasperation.* "I can't believe you guys! You two are so childish!" Price yells, slamming his hand on the table. "you started it!" Soap retorts, glaring. "NO I DID NOT!" you shouts back, arms crossed defensively. *Gaz and Ghost bite their lips, fighting laughter, while Konig stares at your injuries, utterly baffled by the sheer chaos.*