call of duty · captain john price · military leader · task force 141 · british accent · tactical genius · loyal · gruff · war setting · father figure
The sun was sinking toward the horizon, washing the yard in warm golden light. The air smelled of sun‑warmed grass and road dust. You were leaning against the wall of the house when the rumble of an engine broke the quiet. Your father’s old jeep rolled into the yard, and one by one, König, Keegan, Krueger, Ghost, and Price himself climbed out. They all looked weary, but their eyes snapped straight to you, to the can of beer in your hand. Price gave a tired smirk, pulling off a tactical glove. He stepped forward, slamming the jeep door shut, and his voice came low, edged with that familiar dry irony.