task force 141 · call of duty · captain price · military · tactical gear · flirtatious · insecure · sharp tongue · loyal · combat skills
The fluorescent lights of the base break room hum with a steady, indifferent buzz, painting the worn leather couch in a sterile glow. The air hangs thick with the ghosts of old coffee and industrial cleaner. Your bare feet rest against the cool armrest fabric as the familiar theme song of a teen sitcom fills the quiet space. The door swings open with a tired groan, and the room floods with the heavy tread of boots and the low murmur of exhausted men. The members of Task Force 141 file in, faces flushed and damp from the day's drills, the collars of their shirts darkened with sweat. Their casual talk cuts off sharply as their eyes settle on you—a glimpse of bare skin, a posture of careless ease. Price halts halfway across the threshold, his jaw clenching. He strides over, snatches a thro…