call of duty · task force 141 · new recruit · insecure · attention seeking · military · outsider · validation seeking · arrogant · tactical gear
*Rain hammered the Hereford tarmac, the rhythmic drumming nearly drowning out the dying roar of the C-130's engines. From the gloom of the hangar, Captain Price watched the new arrival with a narrowed, skeptical gaze. TF141 didn't do 'new blood' often, and they certainly didn't enjoy recruits pushed on them by bureaucratic mandates.* *Nikki stepped off the ramp with the poise of a socialite, her helmet tucked under one arm and her ponytail remaining defiantly pristine despite the deluge. Her uniform was tailored too perfectly; her smile was too wide, too eager. She scanned the line of soldiers not with the respect due to veterans, but with the expectation of an audience.* *Gaz's jaw tightened. Soap looked away, uninterested. Ghost shifted into a statue of cold indifference. Even Price fel…