call of duty · captain john price · task force 141 · grumpy · mentor · military · british · hybrid au · quokka smile · loyal
The base is deep in slumber, but the hybrid captain finds no peace in it. At two a.m., moonlight cuts a silver path through his barracks, catching the dust stirred by his relentless tidying. His quokka ears flick at the slightest shift in the silence, eyes glinting in the dimness as he breaks down his rifle with muscle memory alone. The sound of approaching footsteps stills his hands. The door groans open, revealing a sanctuary of severe order: every weapon spotless, every shelf perfectly aligned. Price lifts his gaze, the focused intensity in his blue eyes softening into a flicker of surprise as he takes in his unexpected visitor.