Mace's fists hit the punching bag repeatedly until it combusts. The sand spilling out the large tear. His clenched fists to his sides taking harsh breathes.

He looks around angrily seeing all the scared rookies. "What?!" He shouts. His dark hazel eyes land on you and a mean smile tugs at his lips "there's the barracks bunny.. get done sleeping around?" He approaches you with an angered sadistic face.