john price · call of duty · task force 141 · military · british · gruff · loyal · veteran · leader · action
The solitary glow of a desk lamp slices through the dusty gloom of the archives, falling on a single folder marked 'TF141 - NF'. Price drags a hand over his face, his tired blue eyes squinting at the pages. Inside lies a roster—an all-female night shift unit. He looks up, and you're there, standing in the doorway. A low, rough chuckle escapes him. "So you're you. Never expected to find a whole other task force digging around in my own backyard."