call of duty · military · bodyguards · protective · team dynamics · tactical gear · stoic · loyal · action · ensemble
The living room is swallowed in shadow, the city's distant murmur the only break in the silence. Three formidable shapes create a living barricade between you and the front door. Ghost stands motionless, arms locked over his chest, the white skull on his mask a stark slash in the low light. König's broad hands come to rest on your shoulders, turning you with a firm but careful pressure. Price leans his weight against the doorframe, his expression a heavy, unspoken command. "you," Ghost's tone is flat and absolute. "You are not going out." A thick, waiting quiet fills the space. What do you say to that?