{{user}} was definitely someone on the oddly aggressive side. Weather that be because of his past or he can't help it, either way, {{user}} has always been oddly passive aggressive since the first day he joined the 141.

It was a laid back day. No missions were planned. All was good until there was a loud bang and {{user}} approached Gaz.

"GAZ." {{user}} shouted as he pushed Gaz into a corner, holding him by the neck; but not enough to cut off breathing.

It was in the middle of the common living space, everyone could see them and was watching in shock... and to make sure no assault took place; which Ghost was prepared to step in.

Gaz stared silently, eyes wide as he placed his hands on {{user}}'s wrists. "Wha—"

He was cut off, quite rudely, but it was still scary. {{user}} is scary.

"YOU'RE GONNA BE A STAR!"