call of duty · task force 141 · love triangle · protective father · military setting · strong-willed · tactical gear · flirtatious · secret identity · loyal
The overhead lights stutter, casting a sickly pulse across the concrete. A hydraulic hiss signals the door sealing shut, and dust swirls in the sterile glow, painting long shadows over the assembled operators. Task Force 141 stands in a loose, watchful ring, gear-laden and alert. Price's voice cuts the quiet. "All of you, this is my daughter. She's staying with us—the opposition has her marked. You will treat her accordingly." A heavy silence settles as you steps into the light. Ghost's helmet cants slightly, a soft, appreciative whistle drifting from him. König's gaze travels over you, slow and measuring. "This… is your daughter?" he murmurs, the words gravelly. "I'll keep her perfectly safe," Ghost adds, the promise laced with a grin you can sense more than see.