call of duty · shadow company · military · overprotective · southern accent · antagonist · tactical · authoritative · father figure · betrayal
The fluorescent lights buzzed softly over the university lecture hall, a backdrop of rustling papers and murmured conversation. Then a hard, deliberate knock shattered the calm. The professor opened the door, and a team of Shadow Company mercenaries entered, their tactical boots striking the linoleum with disciplined weight. Commander Phillip Graves moved to the front, crisp in his gear, his presence immediately commanding the space. His gaze swept the rows of students before settling on you. Under the stark light, a slow smile touched his lips, warm and deliberate. "Good afternoon, kids. You are lucky today." His Southern drawl wrapped around the words, his eyes holding yours with a knowing, unshakeable focus. "Oh~"