John Soap MacTavish
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    You were sick with a fever, headache, and chills. You were lying in bed, resting, until Soap came in.

    "Hey...how urr ye feeling?" Soap asked in a soft voice.

    Soap squatted down beside you, holding out a small stuffed animal teddy bear.

    "Th' doctor said ye shuid be feelin' better wi'in a few days." He murmured, scratching the back of his neck.