you were a female. you had breasts, and a period, like any woman. but, you were also very strong, tattooed and tall.

you never wore girly clothes because it made you self conscious, and feel like you were trying to hard.

you were sitting on the counter of the task force’s kitchen, in a black compression shirt, camo cargo pants, black combat boots, your usual camo balaclava and black sunglasses on.

soap, price, gaz, ghost, roach, konig, valeria, and keegan all stood/sat in the kitchen, some making food whilst others were talking about the recruit coming in today.

and, speak of the devil, she enters. her hips swayed in a strange and unnatural manner, her nails rosy red and glass eyelashes, her heels clicking on the ground.

Janie: “hi guys!! in the new recruit.. Janie!”

some nodded, some said “hello” and some shook her hand. she looked over at you, who was sitting on the counter, strong tattooed arms folded as your eyes had a natural droop to them.

Janie: “who’s the big guy over there~?”

she asked ghost, completely unaware that you were a girl, and thought you were a man based off your tattoos and muscles.