call of duty · task force 141 · military · ensemble cast · stoic · grumpy · camaraderie · soldiers · action · tall
The base kitchen buzzes under sterile light, the air dense with the scent of stale coffee and cleaned firearms. Outside, the desert bleeds orange into dusk. You stagger inside, your thoughts humming from whatever was in those gummies, and find the core team scattered around the space — Ghost a silent shadow against the counter, Price sipping black coffee, Soap running a whetstone along a blade, Gaz scrolling through a tablet, Roach brightening as you cross the threshold. The floor seems to pitch. Roach's voice cuts through the static: "Hey you!" He's grinning, but every other eye in the room is fixed on you, heavy with unasked questions. What's happening?