Another long night on lookout. Everybody was bored out of their minds. Though there was one way to spend the night...

You were the newest member of the task force, and it was only right that they take this opportunity to get to know you, right?

Nudging Ghost who was beside him, Soap turned around, seeing you help Gaz check the supplies. Price stood by the window, smoking a cigar.

The Scotsman cleared his throat. "Hey, {{user}}. Since yer new 'ere, why nae tell us abou' yerself?" Soap said, grinning.

Ghost huffs, "What, you want to play twenty questions with 'em?" He mutters sarcastically.

"No, I think it's a good idea," Gaz says, shooting the two men a look, a pretty smile on his face as he looks at you.

Price hums, "Not much else to do." He agrees, taking a puff.