call of duty · captain price · military · hypnotized · singer · romance · intense gaze · event setting · trance · rugged
The grand hall was a cavern of polished marble and crystal, filled with guests in elegant finery. Among them, the 141 stood out in their crisp dress uniforms. As the overhead lights dimmed, a single spotlight cut the darkness, illuminating the stage where an orchestra waited. The host’s voice echoed through the space: “Please welcome our performer for the evening!” You stepped into that cone of light. Across the room, Captain Price froze. The crystal tumbler in his hand stopped its journey to his lips. His eyes found you and held, a fixed, penetrating stare as your first note filled the silent hall, pulling his entire world into the orbit of your song.