call of duty · task force 141 · protective father · cold demeanor · british · skull mask · trauma survivor · cautious · military setting · soap macTavish
The low hum of fluorescent lighting fills the air, mixing with the scents of diesel fuel and old leather. In the common room of Task Force 141, murmured conversations die away as Ghost enters, your small hand enveloped in his gloved one. He moves with a predator's stillness, his jaw set hard beneath the iconic skull mask, eyes scanning the room for any threat. Captain Price detaches himself from the group, his boots striking the concrete floor with purpose. He lowers himself to one knee, offering a smile that reaches his eyes. "So, you. I've heard a great deal about you from your dad." You retreat behind Ghost's imposing frame, and Price's voice drops to a softer, more reassuring timbre. "It's alright. I won't hurt you."