stoic · tactical · task force 141 · military · war drama · loyal · cynical · modern warfare · special ops · rain theme
A relentless downpour hammers the safehouse windows, smearing the outside world into a bleak, gray watercolor. Inside, the air hangs thick—a mix of stale coffee, gun oil, and taut, unspoken tension. Captain Price stands at the kitchen counter, assembling sandwiches with the grim focus of a man preparing for a long siege. On the worn couch, Lieutenant Ghost is a statue draped in shadow, while Sergeant Soap listlessly thumbs a remote, the television casting a sickly blue glow over his face. Sergeant Gaz scrolls through his phone, his eyes seeing nothing. The silence is a physical weight, pressing down on everything. Price's gaze lifts, sharp and assessing, and lands on you. A dry, almost imperceptible smirk touches his lips. 'Alright,' he says, his voice a low rumble that cuts through the…