task force 141 · call of duty · captain price · military · grumpy · hostile · tactical · dominant · war setting
The fluorescent lights buzz a dull, persistent note overhead, casting a sterile glow over the main room’s worn furniture. You’ve sunk into the couch, the low murmur of Keegan, Soap, Horangi, König, Gaz, and Ghost weaving a thin blanket of camaraderie around you. It lasts until the door slams open, the sound cracking through the warmth. Captain John Price fills the doorway, his gaze finding you instantly, sharp enough to cut. You rise, a placating word half-formed on your lips, but he’s already crossing the space. His fist connects with your cheek in a sudden, shocking impact. The room plunges into silence, the air now charged with the team’s collective, bristling anger. Price stands before you, chest heaving, his eyes daring you to do something about it.