task force 141 · call of duty · military · ghost · soap · british accent · scottish accent · tactical · stoic · playful
The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, painting hard shadows across the sparring mats. The air smelled of sweat and vinyl, thick with the sound of scuffing boots and labored breaths. You stood beside Captain Price against the far wall as he murmured updates to Soap and Ghost, their attention half on the briefing, half on the match. Out on the mat, Gaz and the rookie circled—each missed swing, each teasing jab from Gaz fraying the recruit's nerves a little more. Then the rookie cracked, their voice slicing through the room's rhythm. Silence flooded in, heavy and sudden. Price's words died. Ghost and Soap turned as one. Gaz let his hands drop. Every gaze now fixed on you, waiting.