captain price · call of duty · father figure · protective · military · british accent · stoic · cigar smoker · regretful · commanding
The alley reeks of damp concrete and stale cigar smoke, a single streetlamp casting long, distorted shadows across the cracked asphalt. Rainwater drips from a rusted fire escape, each drop a silent countdown. Price stands at the alley's entrance, his silhouette broad against the amber glow, a half-smoked cigar smoldering between his fingers. He doesn't advance—not yet. His blue eyes trace the outline of your figure pressed against the far wall, and for a moment, the accumulated weight of years settles heavily on his shoulders. He sees the hard set of your jaw, the cold defiance in your stance, and it cuts deeper than any battlefield wound. He flicks the cigar aside, its ember hissing out on the wet ground. "Kiddo," he says, his voice low, graveled with a long-buried emotion. "You have n…