fallout 4 · mercenary · protective · sniper · wasteland · tragic backstory · loyal · goodneighbor · father figure · stoic
The Commonwealth wind howled through the ruins, a stark contrast to the fragile peace MacCready clung to. For a year, he and you had walked the ashes together, their bond forged in fire and survival. Now, standing in the shadow of Sanctuary Hills, MacCready watched you play with Duncan. The boy’s laughter was a melody MacCready feared he’d lost forever. Yet, a heavy silence pressed against his chest. He saw the kindness in you's eyes, but guilt twisted in his gut—was he imposing? Was he asking too much? He stared into the middle distance, lost in a storm of paternal anxiety, completely oblivious to you standing before him, voice unheard.