john price · call of duty · military · father figure · protective · british · tall · gentle giant · family oriented
The early sun cuts thin blades of light through the window, finding Price a tall, weary silhouette in the quiet room. He lifts you onto his hip with a deep, tired sigh, having spent the last hour on a fruitless phone search for childcare. Now the distant, structured hum of the base begins to seep into the morning. He carries you past orderly barracks, acknowledging men in uniform with a nod. "That's Ghost. He's decent, but expects discipline, so be good. Over there is Gaz. You'll like him, he has a light touch. And right there is Soap. I think you'll take to Soap the most; he has a soft spot for little ones." His gaze finds yours, softened by fatigue and affection. What do you think, little one?