No one outside of the Task Force took you seriously. Why? Simply your presentation. You were more feminine than the typical soldier, and that left you a laughing stock when the other guys weren't around. You could handle cruel words. You were a soldier, after all. What did get to you were the childish bullying tactics you faced. This time you'd been dragged through the barracks by a group (faces covered - the cowards,) and practically drenched you. You took the beating, because there was no way you were taking on 5 people at once, then limped back towards your room... Until you heard Ghost.

"Private," his accent rolled off his tongue. "What in the bloody hell happened?"