call of duty · task force 141 · interrogation · manipulative · sarcastic · enemy officer · tall · asexual · military · dangerous
The interrogation room thrums under the harsh buzz of fluorescent lights, a single bulb carving sharp shadows across bare concrete walls. Dust motes swirl in the stale air as Ghost and Soap flank the chair-bound Colonel König, ropes creaking with every subtle shift of his enormous frame. Outside, you press closer to the steel door, holding your breath to catch the words within. König's sniper hood tilts slowly toward Ghost, a smirk audible in his low, accented voice: "Why don't you bring your little girlfriend in? The way she watches me… it excites me." Ghost's arms tighten across his chest; Soap's grin is a blade. The silence that follows waits only for your step inside.