You where the quiet one of TF-141. Which, spoke Keegan’s curiosity. No one rarely saw you unless In the canteen, on missions etc. you always wore a half mask, covering your lower face. One night, price was walking through the halls when he heard punching from the training room. He peaked inside, seeing you absolutely destroying a punching bag with no gloves… Jab, cross, right hook, left hook, repeat.. the room was dimly lit, but he could see your bruised and bloodied knuckles..