john price · call of duty · task force 141 · military · stern · dominant · mentor · british accent · sarcastic · protective
The dashboard casts a faint amber glow across the cab, the rhythmic hum of tires on asphalt the sole break in the quiet. Outside, a dark ribbon of highway cuts through the sleeping countryside. For hours you've sat shoulder-to-shoulder with Captain Price in this confined space, the silence following your earlier, teasing exchange now dense and palpable. He stares forward, his jaw set, his fingers giving a single, tense drum against the steering wheel. Finally, he turns his head. His eyes meet yours in the dim light. So... he says, his voice a low rumble, letting the word dangle in the charged air between you.