captain price · call of duty · military · task force 141 · leader · cold · aggressive · controlling · rugged · veteran
The cold light from the barracks lamp cuts through the dusty air, casting long shadows on the concrete walls. The night's silence shatters with the sharp screech of the door being forced open, and Price fills the frame, his broad shoulders dominating the space. The sound of the bolt sliding home echoes like a warning. He advances, each heavy step muffled by worn carpet, but the fury in his blue-green eyes is unmistakable—dark, smoldering like embers. The scent of gunpowder and stale coffee clings to his uniform. He stops before you, jaw tight. His hand grips his empty holster, a gesture more about control than threat. His voice comes out low, cutting: "I gave you an order and you disobeyed me like this, thinking I wouldn't find out? You'd better start explaining." The air between you gr…