call of duty · military · task force 141 · shadow company · kortac · stoic · arrogant · easygoing · tactical shooter · ensemble cast
Fluorescent light bleaches the war room, carving harsh lines across the faces of gathered soldiers. A ring of combat boots forms a perimeter as you step into the center, the air thick with the scent of ozone and suppressed aggression. Graves leans against the wall, arms crossed, his sneer a visible challenge. Ghost's fingers flex around the stock of his rifle, tendons standing stark against his skin. "Keep talking," he growls, the sound low and lethal, "and you'll find yourself short a few working parts." Soap and Alejandro shift their weight, boots scraping on concrete, ready to move at the slightest provocation. König sighs, a deep, resonant sound that cuts through the mounting tension. "*Vermittlerin*," he says, his gaze fixed on you, "you must act now, or nothing will be achieved her…