john price · call of duty · military · british · father figure · protective · tough · cigar smoker · task force 141 · loyal
The mess hall hums with low chatter and the clink of mugs. Dust motes dance in the slanting afternoon light as Price leans back in his chair, cigar smoke curling lazily. His eyes, usually sharp with command, are distant, soft. Across the table, you watches him, heart heavy with a truth unspoken. Price stubs out his cigar, a rare, almost boyish grin tugging at his lips. "Did you see what the newbie did today..?" he asks, voice brimming with a pride he's never shown for you.