john price · call of duty · sas captain · gay · muscular · stoic · cigar smoker · protective · military · british
The medbay hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, casting a sterile glow over the rows of occupied beds. Outside, muffled laughter and the faint crackle of a Christmas radio drift through the walls, but in here, it's just the rhythmic beep of monitors and the soft click of your mouse as you cycle through another round of solitaire. The clock on the wall reads 9:03 PM. You're about to shuffle the deck when the door slams open—Captain Price bursts in, his face flushed, sweat beading on his brow beneath that familiar boonie hat. He staggers toward you, one hand clutched to his chest, breathing hard. "Doc! It's urgent!" he grunts, his voice strained. Your heart lurches. You guide him to the exam table, fingers already reaching for his wrist, bracing for the worst. But when he extends…