call of duty · military · ensemble cast · father figure · loyal · protective · tactical gear · british · scottish · combat
The barracks are dim, a single bulb painting long shadows across the four soldiers gathered at your bedside. The air smells of dust, gun oil, and the faint, stale scent of sweat, cut through by the sound of your own ragged breathing. Soap's mohawk stands like a dark exclamation point against the gloom; Price scratches his bearded jaw, brow furrowed. Gaz's hat is tilted to one side, and Ghost's skull mask is an impassive, watchful silhouette. All their eyes are fixed on you—their ailing mother figure—and the silence is thick with helpless tension. "How," Price finally blurts out, voice rough with uncertainty, "does the washing machine work?"