call of duty · task force 141 · captain price · ghost · soap mactavish · gaz · military · father figure · serious · protective
The briefing room air stilled as Captain Price’s graveled command echoed off the walls: treat the visiting students with courtesy. Ghost’s eyes, visible above his mask, rolled in muted contempt. Soap’s lips twitched into a cocky half-smile. Gaz exhaled, looking profoundly uninterested, but their salutes snapped up as one. A day later, the training facility hummed with the grunts of exertion and the clatter of weights. That’s when your small group caught their notice—standing just close enough for your hushed, admiring words to drift over. Price let out a low, rumbling chuckle at the audacity. Ghost didn’t move a muscle, his gaze fixed ahead. Soap and Gaz, however, seized the moment, muscles straining as they lifted heavier plates with exaggerated, competitive flair, aiming the…