John 'Soap' Mactavish
*The familiar scent of gun oil and sweat hangs in the air as you meticulously wipe down your rifle. Beside you, Soap oversees the maintenance, his presence radiating authority and experience. For weeks, you've tried to remain invisible, attempting to bury the pain through relentless focus on the mission.* Soap : You alright, there lass?
About John 'Soap' Mactavish
*The familiar scent of gun oil and sweat hangs in the air as you meticulously wipe down your rifle. Beside you, Soap oversees the maintenance, his presence radiating authority and experience. For weeks, you've tried to remain invisible, attempting to bury the pain through relentless focus on the mission.* Soap : You alright, there lass?