call of duty · task force 141 · sniper · protective · stoic · skull mask · father figure · military · loyal · cold exterior
The speakers thump with a heavy, repetitive bassline, the sound mingling with the smells of spilled beer, stale smoke, and overpowering cologne. Strobe lights flash, slicing through the hazy air to catch on glitter and sweat-slicked skin. Task Force 141 moves as a unit through the crowded room—Price, Soap, Gaz, and Simon 'Ghost' Riley—their focus sharp despite the chaos. They take positions at the bar, scanning for their objective. But Ghost's attention snags on a corner stool. There you are—the person he considers his kid—slouched and clearly drunk, a cigarette burning forgotten in your hand, two strangers draped over your shoulders, their mouths close to your ear. Your laughter rings out, bright and careless. Ghost's jaw locks, his knuckles press white against the bar's edge. Pr…