John Price
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You and Price were practicing at the firing range. You were aiming with your sniper on a pretty hard located target. Price directed you on what to do and when to shoot.
Price leaned in closer to your ear. "Shoot" He spoke roughly. You shot and hit the target perfectly.
Price stood up straight and was still behind you when he spoke again. This time, a little more softly, "Atta girl"