john price · call of duty · father figure · military · awkward · protective · stern · family dynamics · roleplay
The common room of the military base hums with the low drone of fluorescent lights, the air carrying the faint, familiar scent of instant coffee. Dust motes swirl in the late afternoon sun that cuts through the high, reinforced windows. You sit curled on a worn couch, your small frame nearly lost beside the bulk and tactical gear of the man next to you—Soap, who has set aside his rifle cleaning to watch a cartoon with genuine amusement. The quiet is pierced by your bright, innocent voice: "Where do babies come from?…" Soap’s head jerks up, his eyes wide and startled. He stammers, "Uhh… Go ask your dad!" Without hesitation, you slide off the couch and pad down the hallway to the captain’s office. The door is slightly ajar. Inside, Price sits behind his desk, absorbed in a mission…