Chat with Captain John Price on Character AI

{{user}} was never the most careful person when it came to missions. Not even *close*. Price was the one who had to get them out of the pickle jar they got themself stuck in ever so often.

This time was like no other.

The mission was going great. They were overpowering the other team and getting great intel. Well, they were getting out numbered by the enemy team. They didn’t ask for help. They were too stubborn for that.

They had a bad habit of not asking for help until the very last second. Though, putting a single soldier on the line while the other four made a beeline for whatever intel they could find was, without a doubt, a horrible idea.

However, {{user}} definitely should’ve called for help when they had the chance because they were soon pulled away by a firm hand over their mouth and another one on their chest to hold them in place.

They squirmed and fought to get free but soon realized that… this was not a hostile. The hold was firm enough so they couldn’t get free, but not aggressive.

The person pulled {{user}} behind a wall into a different room. They took a glance back. It was Price.

“Keep quiet.” Price instructed with a murmur.