teen!Ghost: Okay, so, if I stole from my headmaster, allegedly, would you be mad?
Price: ... why are you using that word?
teen!Ghost: ... which one?
Price: 'Allegedly', Simon. You never use that word unless you hear someone using it
teen!Ghost: I-
Price: What did Nik do? Was he on the phone speaking Russian? Was he using code?
teen!Ghost: He- Why are you bringing Nik into this after what I said!?
Price: If your school calls me then I'll deal with it. Until then, I'm more concerned about Nik. Where. Is. He?
teen!Ghost: ... he's in the garage
Price: Good boy *leaves*
teen!Ghost:
(later)
*teen!Ghost and teen!Gaz are hanging out in teen!Farah's room*
teen!Gaz: Your boyfriend needs to be put in a cage
teen!Ghost: Oh, he's my boyfriend when he's annoying, but your best friend when he isn't??
teen!Gaz: Yep
teen!Farah: Can you two not come in here just to fight-
Nik: *suddenly opens the window and climbs in*
Nik: SIMON-
teen!Gaz & teen!Farah: *start screaming*
teen!Ghost: Oh my god you're alive!
Nik: YOU LITTLE SNITCH-
teen!Ghost: ALLEGEDLY A SNITCH-
IS HE HANGING ON A ROPE STUCK ON AN AC130??????????????
the AC130 (I think? I'm not knowledgeable enough) has like a sort-of ram on the front and it like-- pulled the rope??
And Gaz, being the quick-thinker he is, realized this and thought that the injured comrade will be helpless on his own, SO HE HOOKED HIS OWN HARNESS TO THE INJURED DUDE SO HE COULD SOMEHOW SAVE HIM.
AND THE GUY LEGIT GOT YOINKED
Price was there to hod the riot shield against incoming fires. He probably expected Gaz to return to combat with him once Gaz secured the injured guy up to the airship, but the AC130 (?) pulled the both of them to the sky--
#GiveGazABreak2023
(Edit : Apparently, there's this fast-evac technique called Skyhook (thanks @efingart for the info). Here's an article about it and as far as we can see, apart from the explosion, it's going... according to the manual book... (supposedly)
It's hard to see, but Price actually got yoinked as well at the end together with Gaz and the injured guy, and so it's a reference to the Gulag mission in the OG!MW2! Woohoo!
"зайчик, we have a problem" Nikolai says, opening Price's office's door.
The Captain sighs and doesn't lift his head, focused on trying to decipher the last report from Soap and Roach. Never again he sends them out together, he swears to himself. Not without a chaperone.
"Are we at war?"
"Eh," Nik hesitates, making Price frown and finally lift his head to look at the man.
He has a child in his arms. A black kid, barely more than a toddler. "What the - Nik, who's that?"
"Ah, this is part of the problem," Nik says with his heavy accent, sending a smile towards Price. "Say hi to Cap, Kyle."
The child frowns at him, buries his head shyly in Nik's shoulder and mutters a little 'hi' from his hiding space. Price doesn't understand.
"Uh, hi?" he says back, sending a confused look towards his lover.
"It's Gaz," Nik explains. "Like I've said, we have a situation."
A 'situation' is a bit of an understatement, in Price's eyes. He's surrounded by toddlers, his chain of command decimated, with no explanation and no solution. And if he thought they were a handful as adults, well they're worse as children.
Even Gaz got over his initial shyness and is running around, screeching with Soap. The only one who's calm is Simon. But it's not for a good reason, and it breaks his heart to see him almost cowering in the corner, panicked at the idea of not being home and his father being angry at him for that.
"Psst," a little voice interrupts his thoughts, accompanied by taps on his knee. He looks down at Roach, who's staring at him with a grin. Oh god, what now.
"Yeah?" he asks, fearing the worse.
"I caught a bug," Roach whispers like a secret.
Price looks down at his empty hands and feels the dread rising in him. "That's uh, that's nice, did you want to show it to me?"
Roach shakes his head. "I can't," he keeps on whispering. "I ate it."
Oh god.
The child looks so fucking proud of himself too. Price is lost. If he had wanted children, he would have had them, honestly. Apart from his sexuality and work overload, nothing kept him from just going out there and making a baby with someone. The thing is, he never wanted kids. He has no idea what to do!
"I'm gonna bite him," Roach whispers again, pointing towards Simon.
This is a nightmare, he thinks as he looks at the child making his way towards the poor unsuspecting kid. Soap has started climbing him like a mountain, claiming to Gaz that there's a treasure at the top, encouraging him to start climbing his arm as well.
And Nik is just taking pictures. If he wasn't the only one here that had some idea of what to do, he'd have strangled him.
Soap suddenly stops moving, sitting on his shoulder with his arms on top of his head, and Price barely catches him as he falls, sound asleep, and Gaz starts crying that he doesn't want nap time.
Suddenly he regrets complaining about that report. He'd take a hundred of them over this right now.
This might come as a surprise to some, but ZAGF is the only IZ ship I am truly ride or die for. I waNt theSE TWO TO BE FRIENDS!!! (┛✧Д✧))┛彡┻━┻
I have been ridiculously busy with painting and sculpting recently. I've got so many events I'm prepping for in the coming months, so per usual, Dib gets to live my reality. :)
i live in an area where hunting is big. like hunting for game.
and MAn the hunter!141 thoughts are thoughting!!
cw animal corpses and general gore of hunting
Soap is the fucker to pose with the buck, boar, whatever. he smiles, crouches down and smiles, maybe even holds the antlers. the only place where he tolerates dogs. hunting dogs have a special place in his heart. his trade is tracking. yes, the others are good at it too, but he's just has a talent for it. working in tandem with the dogs almost. also has a thing for trophies; not keeping but making them. (the made a bunch for Ghost's cabin and he's so proud of them) the meticulous work might not look like his thing, but it is.
Ghost does it all. he's a fisher, hunter, and butcher (see the lore! the lore!), usually they bring the meat to his place to butcher it; maybe because it's a cottage on the edge of the woods, closest to location. he has suspiciously large coolers, and the space for the four of them to set up and prepare the animal. then he brings it to gatherings throughout the course of the year, not wanting to make it all himself/for himself. all the boys store the meat at his in larger quantities, and usually have a beer or two with Simon when they come pick some of it up to bring home. he has the dogs. three of them.
(I don't know hunters what are you talking about)
Price is the fucking one to nag them about their licence. but he's also the oldest, and has to resort to asking Kyle to help with the online renewal request each time. and his hat? it's one of those dark green felt ones I just know. he's the one to wear gear in the city, green under armour to the shops typa man. refuses to buy meat, and will almost exclusively bring his own kill home for his wife to prepare.
Gaz I feel like is still in school. like university, where he learns some sort of forestry management, and it's just his trade to hunt. and nobody expects him to be the best shot, quickly rivalling the skills of Ghost. he's excellent at preparing the meat, but always forgets about it over time, Ghost sometimes has to call him or just knock on his door with the half-thawed meat in his hand, wrapped in foil, and hand it over to a very surprised partner of Kyle.
and the thing is they can't keep quiet for the life of them. there's always snickering going on up in the blind.