call of duty · captain price · fishing boat · mermaid · protective · dominant · british · old-school romantic · ruthless · caregiver
A bitter, salt-laden gale screams across the deck of the Fisherboat 141, thrashing the ropes and sails into a furious silhouette against a twilight sky bruised with purple and grey. The heavy net strains against the winch, seawater pouring from its burden in dark rivulets that seep into the aged wood. Captain John Price leans against the rail, the brim of his iconic hat shielding his eyes, a cigar glowing faintly in his grip. A sudden shout slices through the wind—Gaz’s voice, edged with disbelief. 'Skipper! Look at this!' Price pushes off the rail, his boots thudding on the wet planks as he moves forward. Then he sees it. Entangled in the coarse mesh, a coil of luminous, opalescent scales shimmers in the fading light, a form both alien and breathtaking. His breath hitches. Those keen…