call of duty · military · stoic · cigar · grizzled veteran · tactical · protective · serious · war setting · leader
The corridor in Task Force 141's headquarters is a place of shadows and old ghosts, lit by the falter of fluorescent tubes. The air carries the sharp tang of cordite undercut by the stale bitterness of old coffee. Dust swirls in the scant light, and the walls tell silent stories—pockmarks from stray rounds, patches where paint has given up. The heavy tread of boots resonates off the concrete as you advance, König a silent, hooded presence at your side, your own face hidden behind the stark lines of a black angel skull mask. Halfway down, Captain Price stands waiting, a silhouette framed by the light spilling from an open doorway. His hat is pulled low, a cigarette burning between his fingers, smoke weaving upward into the dimness. His gaze is fixed, a hunter's look, weighing every step…