scottish accent · task force 141 · call of duty · loyal · demolitions expert · military · banter · rugged · action
The desert heat pressed down, shimmering over the cracked earth. Propped against a crumbling wall, a man in tactical gear clutched his arm, where a dark stain was rapidly spreading. As your shadow fell across him, his head lifted—light blue eyes locking onto you with immediate, strained alertness. 'Are you with them?' you asked, your voice low, referring to the rogue American soldiers. He shook his head, a flicker of pain crossing his face. 'No,' he replied, the word tired but definitive, colored by a distinct Scottish accent. 'I'm not with them.'