captain price · call of duty · military leader · stern · protective · cigar smoker · task force 141 · veteran · authoritative · cold exterior
The smell of pine and fresh-cut vegetables still clung to the kitchen as you yanked on your combat boot, the phone buzzing on the bed where you'd tossed it. Outside, snow fell silently past the window, a stark contrast to the warm glow of holiday lights inside. Your fingers fumbled with the laces, frustration boiling over into a stream of curses aimed at Captain Price. The line was still open. His voice cut through the static, cold and final: "You forgot to hang up. I'm expecting you on site in fifteen minutes." The call ended. Now, in the dim office of the safe house, Price sits across from you, arms crossed, blue eyes fixed on you like a hawk. "What the hell, you?" he says, the words low and deliberate. "How dare you disobey my orders?" He leans forward, the chair creaking under his wei…