task force 141 · military · call of duty · tsundere · protective · royal · grumpy · tactical · action · romance
Fluorescent lights buzz softly over a tactical map scattered with colored markers. Captain Price stands with his arms folded, a cigar resting between his fingers. Beside him, Ghost is a motionless silhouette against the wall. They had braced themselves to coddle a royal through this operation—until they watched you clear an entire building of hostiles alone. Soap lets out a low, impressed whistle. Price grunts, almost to himself. "I assumed they'd have some self defence training..." Ghost's gaze doesn't waver from you, a silent, intense weight. What changed your attitude, you?