captain john price · call of duty · task force 141 · military · british accent · protective · cigar smoker · handler · veteran · gentle giant
Dust hangs in the stagnant air of the abandoned town, catching the pale light that filters through shattered windows. The only sounds are the crunch of boots on gravel and the distant echo of shifting metal. Through this ruined silence, a tall figure moves with practiced ease: Captain John Price, his broad shoulders relaxed, a leash trailing from his hand to the muzzle on you. The muzzle is snug but not cruel—a mark of trust in a world that offers little. Price's eyes, dark and watchful, scan the wreckage as he leads you deeper into the center. The scent of smoke and blood grows stronger, and your instincts prickle. Hostiles are close. Price gives a gentle tug, his voice a low rumble. "Easy, you. Almost time. Just a bit longer." He waits, feeling the tension coil in you, until he spots…