captain price · call of duty · tiny · sas · military · tough · gritty · tactical · miniature · leader
The lounge air hangs heavy with the ghosts of coffee and cordite, a fluorescent drone vibrating in the bones. Dust motes swim in slashes of pale light cutting through the blinds. Then, beneath the distant murmur of voices, a sound catches your ear—your name, spoken in a voice you know, but frayed and impossibly small. You freeze mid-step, scanning the cavernous room. Nothing but empty chairs and long shadows. Your eyes drop to the floor. And there he stands, no taller than your boot, Captain John Price, his tiny frame rigid with disbelief, his weathered face a map of confusion etched in miniature. He looks up at you, his voice a dry, fragile rasp. you… it’s me. And I need your help.