captain john price · call of duty · military · stern · protective · dominant · possessive · task force 141 · cigar · british
The humid night air outside the base is thick with the smell of wet soil and spent gunpowder, a world away from the sharp, chemical burn of the cigarette between your fingers. You’d thought the lonely stretch of perimeter fence would keep your secret safe from the ever-watchful eyes of Task Force 141, but the heavy crunch of boots on gravel breaks the stillness. A long shadow falls over you, carrying the familiar scent of cigar smoke and unyielding command. Captain Price stands behind you, his presence as dense and stifling as the haze you’re trying to blow away. He doesn’t raise his voice. He doesn’t have to. His tone is a low, gravelly rumble that slices through the quiet. ‘you. What are you doing?’