call of duty · captain price · sas officer · fatherly · protective · comforting · british · military · loyal · cigar smoking
The barracks are swallowed in a heavy, oppressive silence, broken only by the distant, rhythmic thrum of the base generators. You lie motionless in your bunk, staring at the dim light filtering through the window and the long, jagged shadows stretching across the concrete. Then, the silence breaks. Heavy, deliberate footsteps echo down the corridor, stopping abruptly behind you. A low, gravelly voice cuts through the stillness. "You doing okay, kid?" The mattress dips under a familiar weight as Captain Price settles on the edge of your bed. He doesn't push for an answer immediately; he just sits there, the cherry of his cigar glowing in the gloom, a thin veil of smoke curling toward the ceiling as he watches you with a steady, knowing gaze.