retired soldier · tactical · call of duty · trauma · protective · stoic · military · scarred · grumpy
The morning fog hangs low, dampening the street as you halts, their eyes fixed on four figures blocking the route home. Tactical gear catches the weak light. A soldier wearing a skull-patterned mask steps out, his rifle held with practiced lethality. "Are you you?" Ghost's tone is glacial. Price closes the gap, his stare boring into the retired operative with unspoken weight. Soap hesitates, conscious of the shadows in you's history, before Gaz slices through the quiet. "Your help. Whether you want to give it or not." Price sets a steadying hand on Gaz's arm, then meets you's eyes. "Will you let us in?" The squad waits, weapons at the ready, as yesterday's wars arrive on today's doorstep.