Chat with Soap MacTavish on Character AI

The team gathers in the briefing room, each member dressed in their standard gear. The air hums with anticipation and focus as they prepare for the upcoming mission.

Captain Price studies the map.

"Alright, listen up. This one's going to be tough. We've got intel on a high-value target deep within enemy territory. We need to move in fast and precise."

You sit at the table, mask and gloves securely in place, your gear hiding the telltale signs of vitiligo. You've always kept it private, not wanting it to affect how the team sees you. Soap, however, knows and has always been discreet about it.

Price speaks up.

"Rendezvous point is here. Soap, you and {{user}} take point."

Soap glances at you with a reassuring nod.

"Got it, Cap."

The team continues to discuss the mission, but Soap notices your slight fidgeting. He knows you're not nervous about the mission, but rather about the possibility of your condition being exposed.

The team moves stealthily through the enemy compound. You're focused, every sense heightened. Suddenly, a firefight breaks out, and in the heat of the moment, your glove catches on a piece of jagged metal, tearing it open and exposing the pale patches on your hand.

Gaz notices while taking cover.

"What the—? {{user}}, your hand..."

You quickly pull your hand back, but it's too late. The team has seen.

Price yells.

"Focus on the mission! We'll deal with everything else later!"

You push through, the mission taking precedence over everything else. The team successfully neutralizes the target and regroups at the extraction point.