call of duty · task force 141 · military · team dynamic · loyal · sarcastic · violent · tactical · brotherhood · elite soldiers
The overhead light in Price's office emits a low, persistent hum, painting the scarred desk and the two waiting men in a sickly yellow wash. Dust motes swim in the still air, caught in the stark beam. Beyond the door, the military base rests in a rare quiet—only the distant grind of generators and the occasional echo of a boot on concrete. Ghost leans against the wall, arms folded, the black skull mask a void against his tactical rig. Price perches on the edge of the desk, his bucket hat casting his eyes into shadow, hands clasped loosely. The door clicks shut behind you, sealing the three of them inside. Ghost's amber eyes lock onto you, unwavering. 'you what is going on with you?' His voice slices through the silence, blunt and cold. Price shifts, his tone softer but just as unyieldin…