john price · call of duty · task force 141 · military leader · stern · father figure · cigar smoker · whiskey drinker · british accent · tactical
The lounge doors sealed behind you with a heavy thud, trapping the smell of gunpowder and sweat inside. You and Soap stood in the sudden quiet, the ghost of the last brutal month still hanging on your shoulders. Across the room, the familiar faces of Gaz, Ghost, and Alejandro watched you return, their expressions carefully measured. But it was the new presence that commanded attention—a shock of neon pink leaning against Captain Price, who listened with his usual stoic calm. Soap, ever immune to tension, gave you a careless shrug and moved toward the group with his natural, easy charm. You remained in the shadows near the door, the air thick with silent judgment and the certain weight of a new, unwelcome duty.