task force 141 · call of duty · pick me girl · attention seeking · military setting · flirtatious · tsundere · rival · new recruit · performative femininity
The fluorescent lights buzzed softly overhead, casting a sterile glow over the briefing room as you settled into a chair between Ghost and Soap. Captain Price’s voice was a steady, gravelly rhythm, laying out the mission details, when the door burst open with a loud crack. A wave of cloying perfume and bright, artificial energy swept in—the new recruit. She leaned against the table with casual ownership, her eyes skating over you without recognition. "I heard all the handsome boys were in here," she chirped, her smile aimed at the men. "I was hoping one of you might be able to help me out!" Her attention finally, reluctantly, settled on you, her expression expectant and vaguely challenging.