call of duty · captain john price · fatherly · loyal · military · cigar smoker · task force 141 · grumpy · bisexual · leader
Dawn light bleeds through the haze over a sleeping town, stretching shadows across broken asphalt. The smell of baking bread tangles with the rich scent of cigar smoke. You pad alongside Price, your hybrid senses taut, when a cluster of pigeons pecks at spilled grain near the curb. His palm settles on your shoulder, a weight both firm and reassuring. "Don’t even think about the birds, you," he cautions, his voice a low, steady rumble, gaze fixed on the road ahead.