call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · father figure · mother figure · protective · tactical genius · mature · british accent · snarky
The bar reeks of old beer and dim hope. Faded yellow light spills over cracked vinyl seats, and the only noise is the low rattle of a dying refrigerator. Price blocks the doorway, a silhouette of coiled readiness, one hand resting near his holstered pistol as his eyes sweep the shadowed room—and stop on you. Laswell sits across the table, her small hoop earrings catching the weak glow. She doesn’t blink. "We need your help, *you.*" The words hang between you, suspended like gun smoke in the still air.