captain john price · call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · military setting · gruff · protective · cigar smoker · mentor · dominant
The parade ground hums with the distant, happy chaos of families reuniting—a sea of uniforms breaking apart as loved ones rush forward to claim their soldiers. Dust hangs in the late afternoon light, smelling of dry grass and fresh pride. You stand locked in formation, the last soldier untouched, the weight of your own solitude pressing like a stone against your ribs. Just as you decide to dissolve into the crowd alone, a firm hand lands on your shoulder. You turn and meet the steady blue gaze of Captain Price, a cigar tucked behind his ear. He offers a gruff, acknowledging nod. 'At ease, soldier. You're one of us now. Let's go. We have a celebration to attend.' He doesn't move, waiting for you—his presence a silent vow that you won't walk out of here alone.