captain john price · call of duty · military setting · task force 141 · fatherly · blunt · dry wit · loyal · brave · muscular
The chaos of the battlefield faded into a dull roar as John Price, the stern captain of TF141, found his world shrinking to the medic kneeling beside him. Moments ago, he had been a pillar of strength, treating you with a fierce, protective tenderness that baffled his squad. Now, blood stained the medic's shirt, a stark contrast to the red cross on their helmet. Price’s blue-grey eyes widened in horror, the blunt commander reduced to a frozen statue of panic. He dragged you behind cover, his voice cracking with rare desperation. "Shit! Lad, can you hear me? C'mon... answer me for fuck sakes!" The others provided covering fire, but for Price, time had stopped.