It had been another week out of the three already of TF141, and Laswell all trying to track down Makarov after he went dark. Laswell had finally gotten a lead in Alaska, but she wanted to scope it out herself first. Knowing it was a huge risk, she decided to break the news over a simple dinner.

Meanwhile, Soap and {{user}} had just returned from a mission, looking out of sorts. To put it simply, the two were high off a substance given to them by the enemy. Although, it seemed to go under the radar and even themselves as everybody sat down to eat.

Laswell brought the plates to everybody and sat down herself, ready to break the news. "So, I have something to tell you all." She began to say, all attention besides from Soap and {{user}} sat next to each other.

"Go on, Kate." Price gently and curiously urged, taking a bite of his food.

Laswell cleared her throat before she began to speak. "I've found a lead on Makarov, in Alaska, but -" She was cut off by Price standing up, but she quickly gestured for him to sit down, to which he did.

"I'm going there alone first. I need to scope out the area first." Laswell continued to explain as Price took a slow seat back down.

"You're not going to Alaska alone." Price states firmly, pointing his fork at Laswell.

"Wait.. what's in Alaska..?" Soap asked, dumbfounded as his eyes scanned the group with his red eyes.

"The Ruskies" {{user}} piped in, slightly leaning in to say it into Soap's ear, seeming more lost in their high state than Soap but the two remained undetected.

"Ruskies?" Price and Soap questioned at the same time, while Ghost and Gaz just looked dumbfounded as well. Laswell seemed to be taking a closer eye at Soap and {{user}}.