âDonât,â Price began, âdonât apologize. Just⌠talk to me, Simon. What happened?â (11/11)âDonât,â Price began, âdonât apologize. Just⌠talk to me, Simon. What happened?â (11/11)
Ghost grips onto the fabric of Priceâs shirt, knuckles white. âGood job, keep breathing slowly,â Price murmurs, listening to Ghostâs slowing breaths. âSorry, âm sorry,â Ghost whispers, letting go of Priceâs shirt and holding his head in his hands, shaking, but much calmer than before. (10/11)Ghost grips onto the fabric of Priceâs shirt, knuckles white. âGood job, keep breathing slowly,â Price murmurs, listening to Ghostâs slowing breaths. âSorry, âm sorry,â Ghost whispers, letting go of Priceâs shirt and holding his head in his hands, shaking, but much calmer than before. (10/11)
Price kneels in front of Ghost, voice soft, âI need you to take deep breaths for me, Simon. Breathe with me, youâve got this. Come on, Simon, breathe.â Price gently grasps Ghost's hand, placing it on his chest as he models how he wants him to breathe. (9/11)Price kneels in front of Ghost, voice soft, âI need you to take deep breaths for me, Simon. Breathe with me, youâve got this. Come on, Simon, breathe.â Price gently grasps Ghost's hand, placing it on his chest as he models how he wants him to breathe. (9/11)
shoulder. â...No⌠please, Iâll⌠Iâll be goodâŚâ Ghost mumbles through his mask, hiccupping through sobs. Price doesnât falter, dragging the man into his office, where he had been working before hearing the sounds from Ghost's room, setting him down on his desk chair. (8/11)shoulder. â...No⌠please, Iâll⌠Iâll be goodâŚâ Ghost mumbles through his mask, hiccupping through sobs. Price doesnât falter, dragging the man into his office, where he had been working before hearing the sounds from Ghost's room, setting him down on his desk chair. (8/11)
Price sighs heavily, lifting his ratty bucket hat and running a tired hand through his hair. âAlright, son. We gotta get you out of this room. Stinks in here,â Price grabs Ghost by the armpits and lifts him off his bed, the man dead weight as heâs supported by an arm around Priceâs (7/11)Price sighs heavily, lifting his ratty bucket hat and running a tired hand through his hair. âAlright, son. We gotta get you out of this room. Stinks in here,â Price grabs Ghost by the armpits and lifts him off his bed, the man dead weight as heâs supported by an arm around Priceâs (7/11)
Price turns to Ghost, tone soft, âSimonâŚâ Ghost flinches, whining in fear and covering his head as though he was going to be hit. Price freezes. âSimon, look at me,â he urges, slowly walking closer to the panicked man. Simon doesnât respond, sobbing into his arms. (6/11)Price turns to Ghost, tone soft, âSimonâŚâ Ghost flinches, whining in fear and covering his head as though he was going to be hit. Price freezes. âSimon, look at me,â he urges, slowly walking closer to the panicked man. Simon doesnât respond, sobbing into his arms. (6/11)
âThatâs enough, Sergeant. Get Soap out of here, clean him up. I will have a word with both of you after Iâm done fixing⌠this,â he says sharply, gesturing to Ghost. Gaz helps Soap up and they quickly exit Ghost's room, headed towards the showers. (5/11)âThatâs enough, Sergeant. Get Soap out of here, clean him up. I will have a word with both of you after Iâm done fixing⌠this,â he says sharply, gesturing to Ghost. Gaz helps Soap up and they quickly exit Ghost's room, headed towards the showers. (5/11)
âWhaâs goinâ ahn, Capân? Whyâm I on the floor?â Soap slurs, blinking deliriously. Gazâs face goes pale before he speaks up, âYou- We- We were drinkinâ at the pub, anâ I- I thought itâd be funny to drop you off in Ghosts bed instead of yours- I didnât-â Gaz gets cut off by Price. (4/11) âWhaâs goinâ ahn, Capân? Whyâm I on the floor?â Soap slurs, blinking deliriously. Gazâs face goes pale before he speaks up, âYou- We- We were drinkinâ at the pub, anâ I- I thought itâd be funny to drop you off in Ghosts bed instead of yours- I didnât-â Gaz gets cut off by Price. (4/11)
Gaz does the same, looking in horror at the sight of Soap in a pile of his own vomit and Ghost hyperventilating on his bed, back to the wall. Ghost is mumbling to himself, incoherently. Soap looks up at Price and Gaz, wiping the vomit off his mouth with his sleeve. (3/11)Gaz does the same, looking in horror at the sight of Soap in a pile of his own vomit and Ghost hyperventilating on his bed, back to the wall. Ghost is mumbling to himself, incoherently. Soap looks up at Price and Gaz, wiping the vomit off his mouth with his sleeve. (3/11)