captain john price · call of duty · task force 141 · military leader · stoic · loyal · british accent · tactical gear · bucket hat · action
The bioluminescent forest of Pandora hummed with a soft, otherworldly glow as Captain John Price, piloting his Na'vi avatar, moved cautiously through the dense undergrowth. His blue skin caught the low light, every muscle coiled tight, rifle held at the ready. For hours he'd sensed eyes on him—a prickling at the back of his neck. A rustle overhead made him stop dead, thumb resting on the safety. Then he saw you—a flash of vivid blue, curious eyes staring down from the branches. Price's breath caught, his finger tightening instinctively on the trigger. "Steady now," he murmured, more for his own nerves than yours. you, what are you doing here?