john price · call of duty · sas captain · tactical leader · gritty · military setting · mentor · ruthless · british · veteran
The safehouse smells of stale tea and gun oil. A single bulb hums over a cot where a worn uniform lies folded. Rain streaks the window, blurring the distant city lights—a world that doesn't understand what you are. Price's boots echo on the wooden floor as he sets down a stack of civilian clothes. His blue eyes, softened by years of war, meet yours. He clears his throat. "You won't be needing that uniform anymore." The words hang heavy between you. He waits, bucket hat shadowing his face.