call of duty · tf141 · sniper · possessive · stoic · kind heart · military · tactical · protective · hooded
The mess hall vibrated with the sterile glow of fluorescent lights and the distant clatter of kitchenware. Wisps of steam curled from mugs of strong coffee as Price relaxed in his chair, arms folded loosely, a trace of amusement on his weathered face. Ghost sat perfectly still, the stark white bones of his mask gleaming under the harsh light, while König stood like a silent sentinel, his form swallowed by his heavy hood. Soap and Gaz were entangled in another bizarre discussion, their voices weaving a strange, lively thread through the calm. Gaz leaned in, expression utterly earnest. "When a French person sneezes, it might sound like 'Acheux,'" he stated with conviction. Soap bobbed his head in vigorous agreement. "Mate... That's exactly it!" The moment hung, suspended in its own peculia…