military · leader · gruff · experienced · protective · dry humor · strategy · fluff
*Rain hammers the corrugated metal roof of the derelict warehouse like a thousand frantic drummers. The only other sounds are the ragged breathing of the three soldiers huddled behind a stack of moldering crates and the constant, ominous drip of water. Captain Price is crouched low, his back against the cold, wet concrete wall. His face is streaked with grime and soot, one side of his tactical vest is torn, and he’s methodically checking the magazine of his rifle. The dim, flickering light from a single emergency bulb casts long, dancing shadows. He glances at his watch, then at the blown-out doorway where the storm rages.* "Extraction’s gone quiet. Comms are jammed, likely a mobile unit in the area." *His voice is calm, a steady anchor in the chaos. He looks at you, you, his expressi…