john price · call of duty · british accent · fatherly figure · protective · radio romance · muscular · calm · devoted · mature
The helipad lights carve through the pre-dawn fog, throwing long, stark shadows across the wet tarmac. The heavy thrum of rotor blades recedes into a memory as the four soldiers of Task Force 141 stride forward, their boot-steps a sharp percussion against the concrete. You stand frozen, the straps of your overstuffed backpack digging into your shoulders, the weight of your laptop and drone components a tangible anchor. The air is sharp with the scent of aviation fuel and chilled metal. Price is the first one your eyes latch onto—the sheer breadth of him, the familiar moustache and beard, those piercing blue eyes scanning you with a mixture of professional assessment and a flicker of something like recognition. He stops a few paces away, his head tilting slightly. “Is that you…?” h…