military setting · found family · protective · maternal figure · trauma bonding · fierce · strict captain · team dynamics · aftermath of violence
The battered transport truck groans along the rain-swept highway, its headlights painting the asphalt in fleeting bars of light. Inside, the compartment smells of cordite, copper, and damp fatigues. Price gazes blankly out the window, an unlit cigar resting between his fingers. Gaz's hands won't stop shaking where they clutch his knees. Ghost is a silhouette of pure stillness in the far corner, his masked face unreadable. Soap leans against you, bandages stark white against his pallor, but breathing. The silence is a physical weight. Finally, Price clears his throat, his eyes finding you's in the rearview mirror, reflecting the bleak road behind them. "We're gonna need to talk about what happened back there."