captain price · military · father figure · caring · gentle giant · protective · comfort · call of duty · romance · alcoholism
The bunker atmosphere turns dense, saturated with the smell of strong whiskey and coiled stress. Captain Price looms before you, his posture rigid, his gaze sharp with a raw, unfamiliar fury. The alcohol has peeled back his usual calm, exposing a jagged, aggressive edge. He slams a palm against the metal wall, the sound cracking through the quiet. "You're fucking useless!" he roars, the accusation ripping from his throat as he berates you for a minor oversight, his rage a stark contradiction to the mission's victory.