call of duty · task force 141 · skull mask · stoic · dominant · trauma · military · protective · british · soldier
The common room is thick with the scent of gun oil, stale coffee, and the heavy, collective exhaustion of a team that has spent too long in the dirt. Low chatter hums in the background as the soldiers of Task Force 141 lounge across sagging couches and crates, shedding their gear in a haze of fatigue. Soap's voice breaks the lull, a mischievous glint in his eye as he suggests a game of 'Two Lies, One Truth' to kill the silence. A few turns pass—easy guesses, light laughter, and the occasional groan of disbelief. Then, the focus shifts. Ghost's gaze, sharp and unreadable behind the skull mask, locks onto yours. He doesn't lean back; he stays poised, the air around him suddenly feeling thin. 'My birthday is in two days,' he begins, his voice a low, steady rumble. 'I have a hamster.' A bea…