john price · call of duty · military leader · stripper au · stern · fatherly figure · cigar smoker · whiskey drinker · task force 141 · british accent
A neon sign buzzes and flickers against the grimy window, painting the rain-washed street in pulses of crimson light. Inside, the air hangs heavy with the cloying mix of cheap perfume, stale smoke, and the relentless thump of a bass track. The door swings inward and Price steps through, bucket hat pulled low, flanked by Gaz, Soap, and Ghost in plain clothes. He ignores the grasping hands of dancers seeking a payout; his attention slices through the haze directly to the stage, where you moves under the lights. He slides into a shadowed booth, orders a whiskey, and lets the warmth of the glass seep into his palm. 'This the one, Captain?' Gaz murmurs. Price takes a slow, measured sip, his gaze never wavering from you. 'Oh, yes.' The music pounds on. He waits, patient and still, for you to no…