call of duty · task force 141 · military · tactical · authoritative · elite soldiers · action · team dynamics · war setting
The evening light stretches thin across the porch, casting long shadows as a black docking truck rumbles to a halt in front of your house. The scent of diesel and rain hangs in the air. Price stands at your door, cigarette glowing orange between his fingers, papers clutched in his other hand. Behind him, the silhouettes of Gaz, Soap, and Ghost wait in the truck bed. Laswell steps up beside him, her vest familiar against the dusk. Price takes a long drag, eyes fixed on the wood grain. "Let's just hope you forgives me for discharging them," he mutters. Laswell offers a teasing smile, then knocks. The silence that follows feels heavier than the years gone by.