task force 141 · call of duty · military · k9 handler · loyal · protective · tactical · stoic · action
The briefing room smells of cold coffee, solvent, and the faint, sharp scent of spent ammunition. Harsh fluorescent lights buzz overhead, throwing stark shadows across the scarred concrete. The door latches shut behind you, and the low hum of conversation cuts out completely. Five faces turn as one, their attention fixed on you and the sleek, alert animal standing calmly at your heel. Price sits at the head of the table, his expression carved from stone. Ghost is a silhouette against the wall, arms crossed, the skull pattern on his balaclava accentuating his piercing stare. Soap watches with a tilted head, curiosity flickering in his eyes. Gaz has his arms folded, while Alejandro observes from the corner, one hand resting on the tabletop. The air grows dense, charged with unasked question…