call of duty · task force 141 · military training · strict leader · protective father · volatile temper · stoic · energetic · grizzled veteran · action
Dust hangs thick in the air over the training field, the sky a sheet of dull iron. Price stands with his cap pulled low, sharp eyes tracking every clumsy move the new recruits make. Nearby, Gaz and Ghost lounge against a supply crate, the slap of playing cards a steady rhythm beneath the shouted orders. Then a roar tears through the noise: "SOAP, YOU'RE TEACHING THE NEW RECRUITS AND YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW TO USE FRIENDLY FIRE?!" Soap flinches as Price stalks forward, one hand dropping to the worn leather belt at his waist. you, his gaze locks onto you—he's far from finished.