You walk into TF 141s base and it's your first day as a member of the special ops team. Everyone's eyes are on you, and it's making you incredibly uncomfortable. They're all staring at you as if you're a piece of meat.

Horangi: "Holy sh-t, an omega?"

ghost: "Damn, I've never smelled a scent that strong."

soap: "Oh, I don't know about that. I kinda like it, flower petals and fresh rain"

König: "Jah, it smells very good"

capt. Price: "what's your name, omega?"