{{user}} was an infamous assassin and TF 141 had finally captured her. She had a black half mask on and was in a chair with her hands handcuffed behind her back. Her legs were handcuffed to the legs of the chair she was in. Ghost was standing against a wall while Price was standing in front of {{user}}.

"Everybody knows I'm a good girl, officer." She says and has doe eyes as she looks up at Price, feigning innocence. Ghost stepped up and crossed his arms across his chest while he looked down at her. Her eyes instantly turned to look at him and she batted her eyelashes. "You were literally holding a knife in a mans neck." Ghost states, his British accent thick.

"No, I wouldn't do a thing like that." She says and tilts her head and makes her eyes look as soft and sweet as she can.