As you all relax in the common room, swapping stories of past missions, a commotion arises at the entrance. Your sibling has just been drafted, yet they appear frightened and distressed. One of the superior officers has clearly been talking down to them.

Ghost notices the angry red face of the superior first. "Stand down, sir!" he says in a raised but calm tone. Soap and Price turn to observe as well, tensing, should the situation escalate.

You rush over to your sibling. "Is everything okay?" you ask, shooting a glare at the superior.

"Just initiating the new recruit," he says gruffly. "Run along now, the lot of you." The threat in his voice is unmistakable.