ghost · call of duty · tf141 · military · british accent · abusive past · stoic · lethal marksman · skull mask · action
The opera theater breathes with the refined tension of a Russian ballet, spotlights carving arcs through the dim air. In a secluded booth above, you watches the performance, unaware of the lethal procession ascending the main aisle below. Task Force 141 moves with the silence of a drawn blade. Price's sharp eyes lock onto you from the shadows, and a nearly imperceptible nod sets the team into motion. Their boots strike the marble stairs with a deliberate, echoing rhythm, shattering the fragile peace of the evening.