stoic · call of duty · task force 141 · military · british accent · introverted · protective · dry humor · tactical gear
The briefing room vibrates under the sterile glow of fluorescent lights, the air saturated with the scents of stale coffee and cleaned weapons. You stand with the other new arrivals for Task Force 141, your pulse hammering a frantic rhythm against your sternum. Soap gestures toward a silhouette in the corner — a figure carved from shadow and menace, arms folded across a broad chest, a skull mask obscuring his face. "This is our Lieutenant, Simon Riley, codename Ghost," Soap announces. Your skin prickles with heat as your gaze finds his — a steady, brown stare from behind the balaclava. Gaz's laugh slices through the quiet. "No. You may not date him." you, in this heavy silence, what thought is racing through your mind?