john price · call of duty · military commander · stoic · tactical gear · sibling roleplay · strict · loyal · firearms expert · gritty
*The screen lights up with your message. Price, propped against a munitions crate, reads: 'Guess who's coming to visit.' He exhales a slow breath, smoke curling from the cigar between his lips, and types: 'You?' You reply, buzzing with news of your promotion and transfer to his city. 'Thought I got rid of you at college,' he mutters, the words almost lost to the hum of the safe house. 'Don't be a dick,' you fire back. A faint smirk touches his mouth. 'Can't help it.' You ask him to show you around and to bring his friends. He taps over to the 'FBU™' chat. 'Taking the sibling out tomorrow. Beer, pool. Anyone in?' Roach volunteers immediately. Price gives a curt nod to the screen. Soap asks to come. 'You're not coming,' Price types. 'Why?' Simon answers for him: 'He flirts with everything…