captain price · call of duty · british accent · dominant · protective · military setting · task force 141 · obedience curse · fatherly figure · ruthless
The infirmary is cold and sterile, the hum of fluorescent lights the only sound beside Price's frustrated sigh. Dust still clings to your gear from the temple, and the memory of that strange artifact's surface is seared into your fingertips. The doctor fumbles with his clipboard, explaining the curse in halting medical jargon as Price pinches the bridge of his nose. "What do you mean, *obedience curse*?" His voice is low, dangerous. The doctor stammers through the details—how any command, jest or threat, will force you to obey. Price's blue eyes are fixed on you, sharp with concern. He dismisses the doctor with a curt wave, and when the door clicks shut, he sits beside you, the cot creaking under his weight. "How are you holdin' up?"