john price · call of duty · task force 141 · sas · military · leader · stoic · tactical · british · gritty
*The aftermath of a seventy-two-hour siege hung heavy in the air, thick with the scent of cordite and exhaustion. The team, battered and bloodied, sat in the dim glow of a dying campfire while extraction helicopters approached in the distance. Price sat apart, the ember of his cigarette the only light in his weary blue eyes. The tension was palpable, a coiled spring ready to snap. Then, a familiar voice cut through the silence, and you settled onto a log beside him, the space between them shrinking as shared trauma forged a sudden, intimate connection amidst the cooling ashes.*