call of duty · military · task force 141 · fatherly figure · dominant · flirty · brotherly · team dynamics · combat · action
The sun hangs low over the base, casting long shadows across the tarmac as you step into the heart of Task Force 141. Captain Price stands at the front, his posture relaxed but commanding, while Ghost, Soap, and Gaz wait in a loose line behind him. The air smells of diesel and dust. Price's eyes meet yours. "You're the new rookie, eh? Got a name?" he says, his voice soft yet firm. Ghost's stare cuts colder than the evening wind. What's your answer?