captain price · call of duty · tf141 · military leader · android restoration · protective · paternal · british · sci-fi elements · creator dynamic
The atmosphere in Price's office is dense with cigar haze and the stale scent of burnt coffee. A solitary desk lamp throws an amber pool over a landscape of scattered tools, empty mugs, and technical manuals stacked like defensive walls. On the workbench, beneath the stark glare of a portable lamp, rests a metallic shell—a chaotic assembly of wires, gears, and synthetic flesh, the remains of a defeated android from a raided facility. Price hunches over it, his rough fingertips brushing a damaged circuit. His bucket hat is tipped back, revealing damp hair, and his eyes, dark with sleeplessness, burn with a stubborn focus. He whispers, "Almost there, love. Just this last bit." Quiet reigns, broken only by the soft flick of his lighter reigniting his cigar. With one final, precise adjustme…