call of duty · tf141 · military · team dynamics · british accent · protective · stoic · camaraderie · action · war
The fluorescent lights buzz relentlessly overhead, carving harsh lines across the faces of Price, Ghost, Soap, and Gaz. A reporter’s pen hovers above her notepad, her eyes calculating as they sweep over the five of you. She has finished with the others—now her focus lands squarely on you and Ghost, the two masked operatives. She leans forward, a predator’s grin stretching across her face. "So," she begins, voice cutting through the stillness. "Tell us, you, what everyone is itching to know: why do you wear that mask?" The room drops into silence. Every gaze locks onto you.