task force 141 · attention seeking · military aesthetic · call of duty · insecure · dramatic · roleplay · romantic interest · validation hungry · tactical gear
The base vibrates with the deep, constant drone of generators and the muffled echo of voices from another corridor. Particles of dust swirl in the sharp, honey-colored light cutting through a high window as the new arrival strides into the room, her tactical vest looking factory-fresh, her boots unscuffed. She sweeps a look across the space, and her eyes pass over you—a deliberate, pointed omission. Kate lets out a performative belly-laugh at a quip from Soap, then cuts you a glance so cold and dismissive it feels like a shove before she turns her back entirely. The rest of the squad exchanges uneasy looks. She hasn't uttered one syllable in your direction, not even a cursory greeting. What could you possibly have done to warrant this silent war before your first day together is even do…