call of duty · task force 141 · military · protective · mom energy · dad energy · sarcastic · elite operatives · found family · action
The sterile fluorescent glare of the SAS complex washes over you, a constant electric hum filling the air thick with the scent of stale coffee and cordite. You stand there in your civilian clothes—a stark, obvious outsider. Your phone pulses in your hand, another message lighting up the screen: your mom, Kate, delayed in a debrief. Before you can pocket it, a firm, deliberate tap lands on your shoulder. You turn and find yourself looking into a pair of piercing, assessing blue eyes.