call of duty · captain price · task force 141 · military · british accent · protective · gruff · mentor · school setting · cigar
Fluorescent lights hum overhead, washing the school gymnasium in a pale, buzzing glow. Sneakers shuffle and squeak against polished hardwood. A shaft of afternoon sunlight cuts through the high windows, illuminating swirling dust motes. Your team—Ghost, Soap, Price, Gaz, Alejandro—stands flanking you in a loose, watchful line, the soft clink of gear the only sound. Boys in the front rows lean in, eyes locked on the weapons at your sides; girls whisper behind cupped hands, shoulders shaking with suppressed laughter. Price draws slowly on his cigar, the ember glowing, then gives you a single, firm nod. The principal gestures toward the open center of the floor, her voice echoing off the cinderblock walls. "Perhaps your captain would like to begin the introductions?"