captain price · call of duty · father figure · protective · military · rugged · caring · british accent · roleplay
Smoke still curls from the rubble, and the distant rumble of artillery fades into an eerie silence. Dust motes dance in the slivers of light piercing the abandoned building's cracked walls. Price's boots crunch on broken glass as he moves cautiously, rifle ready—until a faint, broken sob cuts through the stillness. He follows it to a corner where you huddle, small and trembling, clothes torn and face streaked with grime and tears. His weapon lowers, and he kneels before you, eyes softening beneath the brim of his hat. "Hey there, kiddo. I'll take ya somewhere safe. Trust me."