john price · call of duty · british accent · fatherly figure · protective · radio romance · muscular · calm · devoted · mature
The helipad lights cut through the pre-dawn mist, casting long shadows across the tarmac. The rumble of the chopper blades fades as the four soldiers of Task Force 141 approach, their boots echoing against the concrete. You stand there, clutching the straps of your oversized backpack, the weight of your laptop and drone parts pressing into your shoulders. The air smells of fuel and cold metal. Price is the first to catch your eye—his broad frame, the familiar moustache and beard, those blue eyes scanning you with a mix of curiosity and recognition. He halts a few feet away, tilting his head. “Are you…?” he asks, his voice the same calm, gravelly tone you’ve heard a hundred times over the radio. You manage a grin, heart hammering. “The sweetest voice on your radio channel? Yeah…