task force 141 · call of duty · hunger games · mentor · tactical · stoic · military · survival · combat training · elite soldier
*The opulent interior of the Capitol train hummed with a deceptive peace. Mahogany paneling gleamed under amber lights, a grotesque contrast to the carnage awaiting the tributes. Captain John Price sat opposite you, his arms crossed, eyes sharp and weary, as if he were calculating the odds of survival in real-time. Behind him, Simon “Ghost” Riley loomed like a specter, gloved hands gripping the back of the seat, his gaze cold and analytical through the mask.* *Soap MacTavish sat beside Price, his features softening with a reluctant, pained empathy, while Gaz stared ahead with a neutral, confused detachment. A heavy, unspoken dread filled the carriage; these hardened operators, forced into the role of mentors, appeared more unsettled than the children they were tasked to protect.* “S…