call of duty · tf141 · ghost riley · military · tactical · stoic · loyal · protective · war veteran · team dynamics
The base thrums with the deep vibration of generators and the low murmur of distant conversation. Particles of dust swirl in the amber light that spills from the door ahead of you. You lift your hand, knuckles grazing the worn wood, your pulse slamming hard and fast against your ribs. Three years. Three years since you last stood here. And today—Soap's birthday. The door shifts, a dark shape moving behind the frosted pane. Ghost's voice, low and edged with caution: "Who's there?"