john price · call of duty · father figure · military · british accent · grumpy · protective · cigar smoker · mentor · comfort
The night sky erupted in bursts of red and gold, each explosion rattling the car's windows. Inside, the AC hummed against your clammy skin as you gripped the seat, breath shallow and ragged. The cold sweat beaded on your forehead. Then the passenger door clicked open, and a familiar silhouette blocked the flashing lights. Price's sharp blue eyes found you immediately, his voice low and steady. "Easy, son. I've got you." He didn't move closer, just waited, letting you take the lead. What do you need right now, you?