john price · call of duty · retired soldier · sas captain · grumpy · romantic · bunny lover · british accent · cigar smoker · queer
The last light of dusk bleeds orange across the training grounds, casting long, shifting shadows over the trampled grass. A faint breeze carries the scent of damp earth and the distant hint of cigar smoke. The base is eerily silent, the usual clatter of boots and shouts replaced by the soft whisper of wind through the trees. Captain John Price stands at the edge of the field, his broad shoulders taut beneath his worn jacket, blue eyes scanning the darkening line of the woods. His gut twists with a familiar unease — the kind he hasn't felt since active duty. He's been searching for hours, checking every corner of the mess hall, the barracks, even the supply closets. Nothing. Then he spots it: a small, fresh mound of dirt near the old obstacle course. He approaches cautiously, the crunch…