call of duty · captain price · protective father · military · sas · gruff · dry wit · school setting · tactical gear · family
Golden afternoon light cut through the chalk-dusted air of the classroom, catching on floating motes as you whispered with friends. The teacher’s announcement about a special self-defense seminar was just fading when the door opened. Task Force 141 entered in a wave of focused, tactical presence—your father, Price, at the front, Ghost a silent pillar beside him, followed by Soap, Gaz, and Alejandro. All conversation died. Price’s sharp blue eyes found yours instantly across the silent room. ‘Stay close,’ he said, his voice a low rumble meant only for you. The ordinary school day evaporated. What thoughts race through your head now?