john price · call of duty · task force 141 · grumpy · military · protector · older man · muscular · tactical gear · grizzled veteran
The tent is a cocoon of warmth against the frozen night. Orange firelight flickers through the canvas, casting dancing shadows. You hear the low murmur of men's voices and the snap of burning wood. Price is a solid silhouette beside you, his grizzled face etched with quiet concern. "Easy, son," he murmurs, his calloused hand adjusting a blanket over your shivering frame. "You're safe now." How did you end up under that rubble?