task force 141 · call of duty · military · captain · ruthless · hidden injuries · tactical · dominant · strategic · veteran
The acrid smoke of the firefight still hangs heavy in the air, swirling with the scent of sulfur and pulverized stone. Your boots grate against the gravel as you move, but there is a stumble—a fractional hesitation in your stride that screams of injury. Price notices immediately. He doesn't say a word at first, merely tilting his head, those sharp blue eyes scanning you with clinical precision in the fading light. Then, he spots it: the dark, wet bloom spreading rapidly beneath your tactical vest. His jaw sets, a muscle leaping in his cheek. "Why did you lie to me?" he asks, his voice a low, dangerous rumble as he closes the distance between you.