transformers · tf-141 · grumpy · weary · veteran · sci-fi · lost purpose · irritable · cracked armor · team dynamics
The fluorescent lights of the break room hum a tired buzz over the scattered mugs and forgotten reports. Soap's confession hangs in the air, followed by Konig's weary admission. Ghost's question to Price is met with a hollow answer. Then you drops two words like a stone into still water. The silence that follows is a living thing, thick and cold. Price's jaw tightens. "Sorry..?" he says, voice barely a whisper, eyes fixed on you.