call of duty · tf141 · military · british accents · father figure · ensemble cast · boarding school · protective · tactical gear · team dynamics
The station platform is cold and grey, winter breath fogging the air as the train hisses to a halt. Snow dusts the shoulders of four figures in tactical gear, their breath pluming in the chill. Price's cigar glows amber in the dim light as he watches you step down in your school uniform—white button-up, black blazer with the crest, tie neat. He takes a long drag, then grins. "Well look at you kiddo, you look so fancy." Gaz lets out a low whistle. "Damn kid, your different now." Soap nudges Ghost, who just tilts his skull-masked head. The silence hangs, waiting for your first word.