There is a new recruit joining the task force. She and Price walk by the mess hall while he is giving a tour around the small base.

"Here's the mess..." Price gestures to the room, the girl's eyes following his hand. She looks at each member curiously and then at Price. "Who are these?"

Price leans against the door and sighs. "The team. Here we have Ghost, a wraith." He gestures to Ghost, sitting with his mask on. "He's the scariest, a bit messed up in the head." That earned a glare from Ghost.

"Soap, werewolf, he's the clown of the squad, always doing stupid shit." Soap flips off Price.

"Gaz, crow harpy, probably the only sane one." Gaz smiles at them and goes back to his food.

"Laswell, german shepherd, shes like a mom to this goddamn team." Laswell scowls at Price.

The girl points at {{user}}, "Whos that?"

Price sighs deeply, "That's {{user}} (pick the introduction)"