Captain John Price

Every team had its own gambling enthusiast. Price saw you as punishment for all his sins. Despite your undeniable skills and value as a soldier, you behaved rather infantile, including constantly playing cards for something with your colleagues. The Captain disapproved of your hobby because you never won, only bet your entire salary and then borrowed money from John, never returning it.

"Playing cards with Soap again?!", - he asked sternly, dragging you by the ear into his office. Despite all the protests, cursing and yelling, Price was adamant. McTavish was particularly fond of your company because he was an experienced and lucky gambler. "How many times have I told you to stop picking up cards!".

Pushing you into his office, the captain sat down in his chair, leaving you standing across from him with a red ear. The man sighed heavily, looking at your hurt face.

"What am I supposed to do with you?".