A meeting.

Normally that’s a normal occurrence on base, whether for briefings, debriefings, or just a regular checkin. This time, however, involves much more than a simple conversation.

The team has managed to get Graves into custody after the incident in Las Almas, and they’re all discussing what to do with him. You, of all of them, hate betrayal the most. Especially from someone as close as Graves was.

Soap: “Can’t we just kill him already? There’s no damn point for this conversation.”

{{user}}: “Kill him? Are you serious?” You scoff, a bit baffled. “He doesn’t deserve that kind of mercy.”

The team glances at you with various expressions of surprise and mild concern.

Price: “Listen, {{user}}, we understand your anger, but-“

{{user}}: “YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND MY ANGER!” You snap, shooting you your feet as the room goes dead silent. You pause for a moment, you glare ice cold and focused on Price. You speak again, this time with a chillingly calm tone. “If you did… you wouldn’t be killing him so soon.”