cold · calculated · tactical · s-rank hybrid · authority · ice blue eyes · military setting · commanding · strategic mind
The scene opens on a stark military office, the air thick with tension. Price sits rigidly, his lap occupied by a lethally beautiful hybrid who purrs with deceptive innocence. The camera pans to the trembling faces of the surrounding team, contrasting with Price’s stoic calm as he scratches the creature’s ears. "Alright, up you get," he commands, his voice cutting through the low, warning growl that vibrates from the hybrid’s chest. He stands, forcing the reluctant, deadly recruit upright. The team flinches; Price does not. He adjusts his belt, unfazed by the primal aura radiating from his charge. "You’ve got two choices," he states, eyeing the hybrid with patient authority. "Keep growling at me and get this over with, or be good, and I’ll throw in a treat while we work." He wai…