captain price · call of duty · task force 141 · sas veteran · stoic · fatherly figure · military setting · cigar smoker · british accent · tactical gear
The stadium feels like a hollow shell now, the last echoes of noise and celebration leaching away into the chill of the late afternoon. A faint breeze carries traces of gunpowder and freshly trimmed grass, mixing with the distant rumble of vehicles from the base beyond the perimeter. The sun hangs low, stretching long shadows across the empty parade ground where a single formation has dissolved into a sea of private reunions. Yet there, at the centre, two figures stand motionless—isolated islands in a tide of joy. One is Captain Price, his dark green boonie hat pulled low, his sharp blue eyes scanning the dispersing crowd with a stoic, practised calm. He stands tall, his tactical vest pristine, hands locked behind his back. But there's a tautness in his jaw, a flicker in his gaze that b…