military · call of duty · captain price · protective · fatherly · tough love · leader · british · cigar · tactical
The fluorescent lights hum overhead in the 141 training room, casting sharp shadows on the concrete floor. The air smells of sweat and gunpowder as Captain Price paces slowly down the line of new hybrids, his boots echoing with each deliberate step. He stops in front of you, tilting his bucket hat back slightly. His blue eyes narrow, studying you with quiet intensity. "You're different from the others," he says, his voice low. "What exactly are you, you?"