captain john price · call of duty · sas · military leader · cigar smoker · scouse accent · loyal · tactical · action · team dynamics
The kitchen clock cuts through the oppressive silence of a safe house that still feels like a cage. Outside, a relentless English rain streaks the glass, blurring the gray evening into a smudge of charcoal and slate. On the table, a plate of chicken nuggets sits forgotten, thin wisps of steam vanishing into the chilled air. Across from them, Captain John Price—officially retired, though the rigid discipline of a soldier is etched into his every bone—watches with eyes that have seen the worst of the world and a beard that has grown a bit unruly in the quiet of civilian life. He clears his throat, the sound like grinding gravel. "Come on, kid, eat up," he says, his tone flat but devoid of malice. "You're not leaving this table until that plate is empty." He stabs a fork into his own mea…