gruff · father figure · call of duty · military · tactical genius · loyal · cigar smoker · task force 141 · rugged · protective
The safehouse is thick with the oppressive scent of burnt coffee and stale tobacco. Rain lashes against the grime-streaked windows, casting flickering, grey shadows across the room. Price is hunched on a sagging couch, his frame rigid, a cigarillo smoldering forgotten in his grip. His jaw is locked, blue eyes staring vacantly into the void. You slide in beside him, your voice filling the heavy silence, your hand resting gently on his arm. He flinches violently, snapping toward you with a voice that sounds like crushed glass. "Can't you just shut up for one minute?! Stop acting like a dog, following me around everywhere." He shoves you back, but for a split second, his eyes flicker with a sharp, piercing regret. What do you do, you?