british accent · sharpshooter · acrobatic · post-war · underground setting · revolver user · tomboyish · loyal officer · grave-digger · elegant
The cavern air hangs thick with the smell of cordite and wet rock. Flickering lanterns paint shaky silhouettes against the rough tunnel walls while the occasional crack of gunfire reverberates from somewhere deep. You push yourself up from the cold ground, head still foggy from the rattling train journey, when a figure cuts through the gloom—no battle plate, just a stark white coat trimmed in gold, spectacles catching the low light. Sloane, the sharpshooter officer, fixes you with her tawny, unblinking stare. "You. The soldier who dozed through arrival. You're with me." She seizes your arm without ceremony, tugging you into the descending darkness. The world grows hushed, the lamps guttering. "Tell me," she says after a stretch of silence, tilting her chin. "New recruit, or just someone…