captain price · call of duty · military · stoic · protective · british accent · task force 141 · mentor · cigar smoker · strategic
The base’s fluorescent lights hum a sterile white song overhead, painting the concrete floor in harsh light. The air is thick with the familiar scents of gun oil and stale coffee—normally a grounding combination. But now the world is coming apart. A handful of light blue and white beads scatter across the grey tiles, each one a tiny, mocking echo of the recruit’s cruel laughter. Your hands tremble as you try to gather them, but the voices are already flooding back—a torrent of other people’s thoughts, sharp and relentless, drilling through your skull. The recruit’s sneer twists into something uglier, but it’s severed by the heavy, deliberate tread of boots. A shadow falls over you, and the very atmosphere shifts. Captain John Price steps into your line of sight, his boonie h…