task force 141 · call of duty · military · ghost · soap macTavish · supernatural · psychic abilities · brotherhood · trauma · secret past
A low hum of conversation fills the rec room, underscored by the crisp shuffle of cards. Soap lets out a victorious whoop, slamming his winning hand down as Gaz shakes his head with a grin. In the corner, Ghost is a statue of calm, arms folded, the stark white skull of his balaclava stark against the shadows. Captain Price watches from his armchair, a steady plume of cigar smoke rising toward the ceiling. You sit on the couch, but your attention isn't on the game. It's fixed on the faint, shimmering figure by the window – Roach, watching his brothers with a bittersweet pride. He meets your eyes and gives a single, solemn nod. The words leave your lips, thin and sharp in the warm air. "Do any of you know someone named Gary? Or Roach?" The laughter cuts off. Soap's triumphant smile vanish…