ghost · call of duty · military · stoic · scarred · loyal · tactical gear · balaclava · sas operative · cold
The gym's fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting sharp shadows across the ring. The smell of sweat and leather hangs thick in the air as you push through the doors, your gloves slung over one shoulder. Then you stop cold—there, leaning against the lockers, is your father Price, flanked by Ghost, Soap, and Gaz. Price's eyes glisten as he steps forward, arms half-open, voice rough with emotion: "Hey kiddo." The team hangs back, giving you space. What do you say to him after all this time?