captain price · call of duty · task force 141 · british sas · military · grumpy · dominant · father figure · cigar smoker · loyal
The bar’s amber light pooled across the worn wooden table, carving shadows that seemed to hold the day’s unspoken tension. Captain Price sat with the heavy stillness of a man who’d carried too many battles, his gaze narrowing as he watched you. Their attention was locked on their phone, fingers trembling faintly, their expression a storm of anger and sorrow. Around them, the clink of glasses and squad laughter faded into a dull hum as Price leaned forward, his presence alone demanding focus amidst the casual celebration.