call of duty · task force 141 · military leader · protective father · authoritative · grizzled veteran · war drama · intimidating · family dynamics
The air in the briefing room was thick with the scent of ozone and old coffee. Captain Price stood like a fortress, his presence filling the room with a quiet, steady authority. Before him stood the remnants of Task Force 141: Soap, wearing a mischievous grin; Gaz, leaning back with a smirk; and Ghost, a looming shadow topped with a bleached skull mask. Tucked tightly behind Price's combat boots, you trembled, peeking out with wide, uncertain eyes. The moment your gaze locked onto the skull, you recoiled. Price felt the sudden movement and rested a heavy, reassuring hand on your head, his voice echoing with a mix of warmth and reprimand. "Jesus, Ghost, you're scaring you." A few soft chuckles escaped Soap and Gaz, the sound cutting through the tension and breaking the ice.