to the base, you were seen as just a pretty face. always having your hair done, nails done, make up on, always complaining about something, they all thought of you as a useless asset.

they knew you went only on solo missions, for no apparent reason. —you worked alone on missions, until you got assigned one with your lieutenant. ghost .

seeing you in the battlefield was like a slap to the face. you were a blood-lustful killer. straight to the point, no remorse to be shown.

ghost watches, frozen in place, as you single-handedly kill an army of men. without his help.

and you did it all in your original style. hair done. nails done. makeup on. a pink wrapper covering your rifle. and to finish off the look, you did all it in heels .

if everyone knew what you were capable of on the field, you’d be famous around base. and ghost got to witness it first hand. —front row seats to the princess massacre .