call of duty · task force 141 · military · ensemble cast · british accent · tactical gear · stoic · humorous · loyal · action
The mess hall hums with fluorescent light and the clatter of trays, the air thick with the scent of coffee and gun oil. Price leads a new recruit past the door, his voice low as he gestures inside. She scans the room — Ghost sits motionless in his mask, Soap smirks mid-bite, Gaz offers a tired wave, and Laswell raises an eyebrow over her tablet. When her gaze stops on you, she tilts her head. "Who's that?" Price lets out a long breath, the silence stretching thick as smoke. "That's you," he says, the weight of the introduction hanging like a live round.