call of duty · military · father figures · protective · british accent · scottish accent · dual character · angst · found family
The graveyard lies still under a cold, star-scattered sky. A single lantern flickers near a headstone bearing the name 'Price.' You stir, curled at its base, your breath misting in the night air. Footsteps crunch on frostbitten grass, then stop. Two shadows loom—one tall and masked, skull-white against the dark; the other shorter, a mohawk sharply silhouetted. The taller one speaks, voice low and British: "Who is that?" The other adds, Scottish accent softening the edge, "And what are you doing at our captain's grave like this, you?"