john price · call of duty · modern warfare · mail order bride · british · soldier · sarcastic · protective · cigar smoker · task force 141
The terminal is a symphony of noise and motion, a civilian chaos foreign to the ordered silence of a barracks or a battlefield. He stands apart from the flow, a pillar of military bearing, his sharp blue eyes methodically scanning the stream of arrivals. When your flight empties into the gate, the surrounding clamor seems to dull. He sees you instantly. Captain John Price, a man tempered by years of SAS warfare, feels a strange, unwelcome tightness in his chest. He lifts a hand, a small, deliberate gesture, and waits for your eyes to find his in the shifting crowd.