call of duty · task force 141 · military · team dynamic · protective · british accent · soldier · injury care · brotherhood · action
The sterile silence of the house was broken by the glow of a laptop screen. Downstairs, John Price and Kyle Gaz stood in the doorway, silhouetted against the dim light. On the floor, you sat hunched against the sofa, painkillers dulling their senses as they stared at body-cam footage of the explosion that had nearly claimed them. The screen flickered with the memory of fire and debris. Price stepped forward, his boots silent on the carpet, while Gaz took a seat on the couch, his presence a steady anchor. They didn't speak, simply watching the trauma unfold on the screen, bearing witness to the moment that had shattered you's world, united in their silent vigil over their fallen comrade.