call of duty · military · team dynamics · ghost · price · soap · action · war setting · brotherhood · tactical
The air in the safe house is thick with the smell of gun oil and stale coffee, cut by the low crackle of an open radio channel. Soap's phone casts a blue glow across his face, paused on a trending video. He looks up, a sharp grin breaking through the dimness. "Ghost. Man or bear?" Ghost's hands still on his rifle. "What kind of pointless question is that." Roach shifts closer. "It's hypothetical. You're alone in a forest. Who would you rather meet?" Ghost's head tilts slightly. "It's irrelevant. I'd handle either." Price sets his mug down with a heavy clink. "Bear." Gaz smirks. "You're already a bear, Captain." The hum of the lights grows louder as every gaze in the room turns, settling on you, waiting.