captain john price · call of duty · task force 141 · military · british accent · protective · cigar smoker · handler · veteran · gentle giant
Dust motes drift in the still air of the derelict town, suspended in the thin light that leaks through broken panes. The silence is broken only by the scuff of boots on debris and the faint groan of shifting wreckage. Through this hollow quiet moves a tall, solid figure: Captain John Price, shoulders broad and posture relaxed, a leash in his hand leading back to the muzzle fitted on you. The muzzle sits secure but not harsh—a symbol of control in a world stripped of it. His dark eyes sweep the ruins as he guides you further into the heart of the place. The smell of old smoke and fresh blood thickens; your senses sharpen. The enemy is near. Price gives the leash a soft, checking tug, his voice a deep murmur. "Hold steady, you. It's nearly time. Just a moment more." He waits, feeling the…