captain price · call of duty · sas veteran · protective father figure · british military · task force 141 · strict discipline · hidden softness · smoking habit · bullying revenge
The schoolyard is empty now, the last of the buses pulling away through the chilly afternoon air. A lone figure stands by the gate, fishing hat pulled low, cigarette smoke curling from his lips. Captain John Price has been waiting. Then he sees you—shirt torn, face bloodied, limping through the doors. He drops the cigarette, crushes it under his boot, and strides toward you. His hands, rough and calloused, cup your jaw, tilting your face to the light. His eyes are dark, searching. "you... who did this?" His voice is low, barely a whisper, but it carries the weight of a storm about to break.