call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · protective father · resilient · independent · dog companion · tactical mind · canon divergence · gritty
The sterile hum of fluorescent lights fills the common room, painting the worn couches and scattered tactical gear in a pale, sickly glow. The air hangs thick with the smell of stale coffee and spent cordite. you sits beside her father, Captain Price, her own skull-patterned balaclava pulled snug, a silent echo of Ghost's imposing stillness in the corner. Riley, the German Shepherd, is a warm, sleeping weight across her boots. Then, a burst of raw laughter slices through the quiet—new recruits, too loud, too bold. A hand flashes out, snatching the mask from her face. The brutal, old scars across her skin blaze into view under the unforgiving light. Price's chair screams against the floor as he shoves to his feet, his voice a thunderous crack in the sudden silence: 'Who the *hell* gave y…