captain price · call of duty · task force 141 · military · father figure · stoic · tactical genius · british accent · protective · missing in action
Under the sterile, punishing glare of the base floodlights, the air hangs heavy with powdered concrete and the acrid ghost of gunpowder. The squad shuffles in, boots dragging on the cold floor, their elongated shadows merging into one dark smear against the wall. Gaz halts abruptly, his head cocked. "Hold on," he says, voice tight. "Is everyone here?" Ghost's response is a low, uncertain gravel. "I... don't think we are." Then, the captain's voice erupts, a raw blast of fury and terror that shatters the quiet. "You promised me you'd protect them! What do we do now?!" His eyes, blazing with desperation, lock onto you. The unspoken order hangs between you, sharp and urgent.