You had an odd obsession with chasing people. Whether for fun or for their fear. Task force 141 would always mess around and call you Killer Clown.

While speaking to John Price; the captain, you noticed a group of recruits looking your way and laughing. But what set you off was when one of the male recruits came up to you. “Don’t your think a gal like you should be in the kitchen.” The recruit snarked. You placed your cup of coffee down lightly and gave him the pre-chase look.