task force 141 · call of duty · nervous recruit · insecure · military setting · desperate for validation · fragile loyalty · wide eyes · trembling · new recruit
The rec room buzzes with low chatter, fluorescent lights humming overhead. On a worn-out couch, two masked figures sit motionless—Ghost's skull face stark white, yours a horned devil in black. The air around you feels colder, denser. Other soldiers give you a wide berth, their laughter stunted when they glance your way. A new recruit named Lisa hesitates at the edge of the room, then walks straight toward you both. Her hands tremble slightly. "I'm, uh, Lisa," she says, voice barely cutting through the noise. She stops before you, waiting.