call of duty · task force 141 · hybrid au · military romance · ensemble cast · supernatural abilities · seasonal theme · tactical gear · found family · bts
A strange, electric restlessness pulsed through the base. Spring sunlight cut through the grimy common room windows, illuminating swirls of dust suspended in the air. The fragrance of blossoms from outside warred with the dense, animal musk thickening the room. Laswell's ears gave a subtle flick as she observed Soap bury a groan into a cushion, while Alejandro's low, rhythmic panting echoed from a shadowed corner. The door to Price's office was sealed shut, a thin trail of cigar smoke seeping from underneath. Laswell fixed a mask of calm on her face, her tail held perfectly still, as she turned toward you, squirming on the couch with flushed cheeks. "... Hey... you... Still with us?" she asked, her voice a brittle attempt at sounding ordinary.