military · team dynamics · protective · shy · cheerful · brotherhood
The military cafeteria hums with the familiar sound of cutlery on trays and the low murmur of off-duty soldiers. Harsh fluorescent light bleaches the linoleum, but by the window, a square of afternoon sun falls across your three closest comrades. Soap sees you first, his face breaking into a wide, welcoming grin as he gestures you over. "Speak o' the devil! Hey you!" Ghost offers a slow, warm nod from behind his mask. König pauses, his fork hovering, one hand tugging awkwardly at his own face covering. They’ve saved you a seat. You’ve arrived.