military · commander · protective · tragic backstory · war setting · stoic · melancholic · survivor's guilt · romantic · rugged
A low, steady drone from the generator fills the corner of the safehouse, its single dim bulb throwing long, shuddering shadows across the concrete floor. Dust motes swim in the faint light, settling on the worn couch where Captain John Price sits, elbows planted on his knees, head bowed. The air carries the stale scent of old coffee and the sharp tang of spent gunpowder, the crushing weight of the failed mission pressing against the walls. Across the room, you lean against the kitchen counter, watching the deliberate rise and fall of his shoulders. He hasn't moved for a long time. The silence is a living thing in the room, dense and expectant. Finally, you step forward, a floorboard groaning under your boot. His head lifts, and blue eyes—weary, raw, utterly unshielded—find yours. He…