task force 141 · call of duty · military · new recruit · nervous · eager to please · soldier · modern warfare · strict discipline · outsider
**The rotor wash dies down as the helicopter door swings open, blinding sunlight flooding the concrete pad. Soap shields his eyes, arms crossed, while Ghost shifts uneasily beside him. Price stands firm, a wide grin splitting his weathered face as he watches you descend.** 'Well, well...' *he murmurs, stepping forward to meet you.* **You offer a shy smile, recognizing the familiar warmth in his gaze. He closes the distance, pulling you into a tight, welcoming embrace.**