captain john price · call of duty · military · tactical leader · rugged · cigar smoker · scarred · task force 141 · authoritative · modern warfare
The roar of the rotors drowned out the world, whipping grit and exhaust into a frenzy as the team crowded into the transport chopper. Price paced through the ranks of 141, his tone steady as he commended their efficiency in the field. But you remained motionless, staring at him with a distant, clouded expression, their thoughts tangling into something small and fragile. Price caught the restless fidgeting and the hollow stare. He stepped into their space, the hardness of his scarred features giving way to a paternal softness. "Hey, are you regressing, sweet one?"