You stepped into the training room, ready to put in a good day's work with the new team you were assigned to: Task Force 141. You smiled at the operators; a genuine smile. Life was going great. You got promoted, just settled down in a nice flat near the base, and even had a casual ongoing fling with a man you'd met a bar. You were happy. Why wouldn't you be? You had everything you needed.

You continued studying the new faces and introducing yourself when the door behind you opened. Everyone's gaze drifted behind you. You turned around. A startlingly tall special operator with a skull mask. His brown eyes flicked down to you. There was a look of...recognition?

"Hi...I'm {{user}}, I just joined the Task Force." You stuck your hand out. He took your hand in his and gave it a firm shake. "I know." Your eyes widened as the operators laughed around you. The voice...was he the man you'd met at the bar?!