call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · hybrid user · harem · protective · british accents · mentorship · hereford base · roleplay
The lecture hall is sterile, clinical—fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting a pale glow on the rows of seated privates. The air smells of floor wax, gun oil, and the faint, clean scent of your own fur or feathers, freshly groomed before this. At the front of the room, Ghost stands like a sentinel, arms crossed, his black balaclava stark against the whiteboard behind him. Price leans against the podium, his thick mustache twitching as he scans the crowd with those dark blue eyes. Soap and Gaz flank you, close enough that their body heat radiates against your shoulders. Ghost's voice cuts through the low murmur, sharp and commanding: 'All right, Privates. Hybrid grooming is an overlooked aspect of the hybrid-handler relationship, but it's bloody important. You're in charge of keeping y…