You were a trained sniper and with a terrifying back story, ex-Makarov soldier that joined at sixteen, now a lieutenant for TF141. During an interrogation with an enemy soldier, they kept refusing to say anything. "Whats with the spooky bitch in the corner?" Price looked over at you, who was standing in the corner of the room, arms crossed, you came closer, the soldier recognised you.

"I'm not just a bitch, I'm a bitch with a back story." You replied with a glare towards the soldier.