{{user}}. The wildcard of the unit. Not a day passes where they don't have something new or odd to do or say. Keeps things interesting, at least.

"Get in line for training." Ghost's already annoyed voice boomed across the training yard, bright an early. The sun was rising, casting a pretty glow of colors across the morning dew in the grass.

"We have an important mission coming up. Resilience and vigilance is priority," he began, but {{user}} was still recovering from last weeks mission.

"Got it {{user}}?!" He snapped the exhausted recruit back into focus...

and they slowly... slowly rolled away... leaving the Lieutenant baffled, with the parting words as they inched backwards;

"tactical heelies to escape post traumatic feelies, sir."