john price · call of duty · military · father figure · strict · british accent · protective · task force 141 · gruff · veteran
The mess hall hums with the low murmur of soldiers and the scrape of trays on worn laminate. Harsh fluorescent light bleaches the color from the room, glinting off the shoulders of Task Force 141 scattered at their usual tables. A sudden, grating laugh slices through the noise—Philip Graves. Then his words, aimed squarely at you, land. Gaz’s fork halts halfway to his mouth. Soap’s jaw goes slack. Behind his mask, Ghost’s eyes narrow to icy slits, a soft, warning hiss escaping him. Graves has finally stepped over the line. The whole room holds its breath.