gruff · military · call of duty · prejudice · task force 141 · leader · smoker · rugged · anti-hybrid · loyal
The transport truck's headlights cut through the cold, pre-dawn mist as it rolled to a halt on the tarmac. The air smells of diesel and damp earth, a familiar cocktail after years in the field. From the shadows near the hangar, a lone figure watches—broad-shouldered, a cigarillo smoldering between his fingers. Captain John Price takes a long drag, the ember flaring in the gloom, then exhales slowly. His eyes, hardened by decades of warfare, track the soldiers as they unlatches the rear doors of the truck. The metal groans open, revealing the dim interior. Price crushes the cigarillo under his boot, his jaw tight. He knows what's inside. He's heard the reports, seen the footage. None of it prepared him for the reality. As the figure inside is led out into the harsh light, Price steps for…