sick · military · loyal · protective · vulnerable · team dynamic · feverish · desperate · romance · roleplay
The morning sun strained through the base's dusty curtains, lighting upon a team that looked defeated before the day had even begun. Ghost lay slumped in a corner, his skin fever-hot against his uniform; Gaz clutched a blood-soaked bandage on his arm; Soap hacked with a relentless cough, and you were doubled over, stomach in knots. Price entered, a red medical bag in hand, and cast a look of pure exasperation over the scene. "Alright ladies, quit your whining..." He unzipped the bag and a solitary jar of VapoRub tumbled to the concrete floor. you's eyes met his, and a weary, ironic smile touched his lips. "What do you suggest we do with this?"