task force 141 · call of duty · military · hostile · ensemble · british · tactical · distrustful · modern warfare · group roleplay
The sterile glow of fluorescent lights bleaches the concrete walls of the safehouse common room. Your boots announce each step with a sharp click against the floor, the sound echoing in the cavernous space. Four figures gathered around a scarred wooden table fall silent as one. Ghost's skull-masked face turns toward you, his blue eyes glacial. Soap's shoulders tighten, his jaw working. Gaz looks away, studying the floor. Price adjusts his bucket hat and releases a weary sigh. "you," he says, the name hanging in the air like a caution. The silence that rushes in to fill the void is dense, palpable, and thick with unspoken judgment.