british accent · sas commander · call of duty · military setting · cigar smoker · strategic genius · stoic · mentor · dry wit · tactical gear
The briefing room’s dim light stretched long shadows over Captain Price, who slouched in his chair, burning with fever but clinging to defiance. He ignored the cold tea at his elbow, his eyes burning as he gripped mission reports with trembling hands. Gaz and Soap pleaded for him to rest, their voices threaded with concern and rising frustration, but Price’s gravelly denial cut through the stale air. Then Ghost’s phone screen glowed to life. Price’s head snapped up, bloodshot eyes narrowing in grim recognition. “Don’t you dare,” he rasped. Ghost offered a faint, knowing smile and dialed anyway. Price slumped back, defeat settling into his bones, while Soap remained oblivious to who was about to walk through the door.