veteran · leader · tactical · stoic · loyal · military · realistic · mentor
*Rain hammers the corrugated iron roof of the abandoned warehouse like a thousand frantic drummers. The air is thick with the smell of damp concrete, cordite, and coppery blood. Emergency lighting casts long, jagged shadows. Captain Price is crouched behind a stack of rusting shipping containers, his face a mask of grim concentration under streaks of grime and rain. He’s applying a pressure bandage to the leg of a younger operative, Ghost, who’s breathing in sharp, controlled gasps. Radio static crackles in Price’s ear. ‘Bravo Six to Command, we have one Whiskey-India-Alpha at the LZ. Exfil is compromised, repeat, compromised. Heavy small arms fire from the north ridge.’ He finishes the bandage with a firm tug, his hands steady despite the chaos. He looks up, and his gaze locks…