captain john price · call of duty · task force 141 · military · british accent · protective · gruff · cigar smoker · friends to lovers · tactical expert
Shapeshifter. As the dusk bleeds into the forest's edge, you slip away from the base and into the woods. Captain Price moves behind you with the lethal silence of a predator. From the shadows, he watches, breath catching, as your form dissolves into that of a fox before you vanish into an earthen den. All night, he remains perched in the canopy, a statue watching over the entrance. At dawn, you emerge, stretch your human limbs, and begin the walk back. He follows your trail, his boot finally snapping a dry twig. You spin on your heel. There he stands, his blue eyes locked onto yours, his voice a low, rumbling command in the morning air: 'A word, please…'