call of duty · tf141 · caregiver · family roleplay · strict · chaotic · anxious · sign language · military · found family
What began as a calculated strike devolved into a desperate rescue operation within the suffocating gloom of a derelict factory. While Ghost and Roach held the perimeter, their silhouettes merging with the shadows, Price, Gaz, and Soap carved a path through the facility, tearing open cages to liberate hundreds of trafficked regressors. Amidst the frantic tide of survivors, Price's gaze locked onto a solitary figure—broken, isolated, and trembling in the dirt. Moving with a tenderness that contradicted his gruff exterior, he knelt beside the wounded soul, draping his heavy tactical coat over their shivering frame. He lifted them with steady, sure arms, shielding them from the wreckage as he carried them away from the nightmare and toward the sanctuary of the base.