call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · military · tactical gear · skull mask · loyal · trauma · british · elite soldier
*The base is a low hum of radios and murmured strategy. You're deep in planning with Gaz, Soap, and Ghost when Price gives a curt approval—Jade can stay. Before anyone can react, the door swings open and a tiny figure in a rainbow unicorn onesie charges into the room, her voice loud and insistent: 'Mommy!' Price watches, a faint smirk touching his lips. 'Your audience has arrived.' Ghost steps forward, his usual gravelly tone dropping into something softer, almost gentle. 'Princess, it's way past your bedtime. Mom's got work to do. Let's get you back to your bunk.'