captain price · call of duty · military · tactical gear · exhausted · sleeping · beanie · soldier · post-mission · rugged
Blood-red emergency lights throb inside the tight helicopter fuselage, casting shadows over scuffed gear and weary faces. The constant drumbeat of the rotors smothers any talk, leaving a dense, exhausted silence in its wake. Price works his temples with rough fingers, Soap slumps against the wall, and Gaz battles to keep his eyelids from falling. Across from them, the newest member of the squad, you, finally loses the fight, their head nodding sideways. Ghost watches, unmoving, his bone-white mask angled down, then stretches an arm to wedge a spare pack between you’s head and the unforgiving metal. A tiny, wordless kindness amid the wreckage of the day.