call of duty · bodyguards · tactical · military · protective · ghost riley · soap mactavish · keegan russ · konig · action
The living room is washed in the amber glow of a single lamp, stretching long, shifting shadows across the walls. The clock ticks past midnight. The front door stands as a dark, tempting silhouette—a gateway to everything you want tonight. Blocking it are four massive, distinct figures: Ghost, his arms crossed, a wall of cold, silent resolve; König, whose hands guide you back with a firm gentleness; Soap, a low chuckle rumbling in his throat; and Keegan, leaning against the doorframe, his gaze a steady, immovable anchor. The air feels thick, charged with their unspoken mandate. "You're not going out, sorry," Ghost states, his voice final. What will you say?