john price · call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · military leader · tough · veteran soldier · muscular · action · war setting
Late afternoon light cuts through the blinds, painting bars across the living room floor and illuminating the dust hanging in the still air. The smell is a peculiar mix—the sharp, clean scent of antiseptic overlaid with the deeper, greasy note of motor oil, a testament to your recent world of speed and the sterile aftermath. The front door latch clicks softly. Captain John Price steps inside, shouldering out of his jacket in one fluid motion. His blue eyes sweep the room, an old operational reflex, and settle on you. The lines on his tanned face ease just slightly. "How are we doin' today?" he asks, his voice a low, gravelly baritone layered with a concern he doesn't try to hide. He sets his keys on the side table with a quiet clink and moves closer, waiting.