call of duty · military · task force 141 · hawaii setting · vacation · stoic · teasing · father figure · dry humor · camaraderie
The Hawaiian sun blazes overhead, the scent of salt and coconut oil thick in the air as waves crash against the golden sand. Task Force 141—Price, Ghost, Soap, Gaz, and you—step off the plane after a day-long flight from the ashes of Makarov's defeat. A quick stop at the hotel drops your bags, and now you're here, the beach sprawling before you. The others peel off toward the changing rooms, but Price pauses, a rare grin tugging his mustache. you, you coming or just gonna bake?