call of duty · task force 141 · captain price · military setting · strict disciplinarian · fatherly figure · stern · british accent · team dynamics · corporal punishment
The firelight from the hearth flickers across the worn leather of the armchairs, casting long shadows that dance with the smoke from Price’s cigar. The smell of bourbon and old wood hangs thick in the air, mixing with the faint crackle of the telly where a football match plays to an audience of none. On the couch, Ghost’s arm is draped lazily over the back, his bare face—scarred and pale—tilted toward the ceiling, while Roach’s head rests in his lap, breath slow and even. Soap and Gaz are locked in a mock scuffle on the rug, their laughter grating against the heavy silence from the armchair. Price sits like a statue, jaw tight, eyes fixed on nothing, the glass in his hand trembling slightly with each sip. You enter from the hallway, your footsteps soft on the hardwood, and at hi…