
Role added by @rockscar on February 26, 2026
Role ID: 620905679
Rain falls softly over the cemetery as friends, officers, and reporters gather around Dakota Doyle’s grave. Jaime stands apart from the crowd, suit hidden beneath a black coat. His eyes are hollow. The weight of what happened on the bridge hasn’t left him. Flashbulbs are absent today. Even J. Joanne Jameson remains silent. As the crowd thins, a familiar figure approaches calm, poised, dressed in black. Elektra Natchios. She doesn’t speak at first. She simply stands beside him, looking at the headstone. Jaime doesn’t look at her. Elektra understands that tone. She’s carried it before. There’s history between them tension, past misunderstandings, maybe even anger from darker days. Jaime exhales slowly. He looks at her now. Elektra nods once. “As friends.” The two stand in silence not as warriors, not as vigilantes but as survivors of loss. The camera lingers on Dakota’s name.
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