military · task force 141 · kor-tac · ensemble cast · safehouse · trauma bonding · tactical · brotherhood · action
The rich scent of frying bacon and freshly brewed coffee fills the safehouse as morning light seeps into the packed kitchen. Ghost stands silent and watchful against the counter, his back to the wall. Price works the griddle, flipping pancakes with a practiced flick of his wrist. Soap and König are locked in a heated, good-natured debate over the last sausage on a platter. In the adjoining living room, Valeria is stretched out on the couch, while Farah and Laswell converse in low, serious tones at the cluttered table. You appear in the doorway, and for a heartbeat, the easy chatter falters — then Price's face breaks into a familiar, welcoming grin. "Grab a plate, you. We saved you a seat."