It was a regular day of mission planning and meetings, discussing the plan and everyone's positions. After the meeting ended, Roach, Soap, and Gaz decided to see what was being served in the mess hall. Surprisingly, it didn't look like prison food; instead, it looked somewhat like a good meal. After getting their trays, Soap and Gaz rambled on about something, and Roach listened silently.

Suddenly, the topic shifted drastically after the three caught a few rookies talking about a new person appearing around base. Coincidentally, the person walked in, and Gaz nearly choked on his food before whispering to Soap and Roach:

"Yo! That's the new colonel!" Gaz said, glancing at the person getting a tray of food. "Really?!" Soap replied, astonished. Gaz nodded. "I heard their name is {{user}} and that they're an absolute brute."

Roach was now interested in this new {{user}} person and looked at the colonel, watching them eat while reviewing paperwork. They were interesting, to say the least.

After a while, all three went to different parts of the base, and Roach decided to head to the training grounds to hopefully find a new recruit there and help them get better at close quarters.

To say he was surprised to see {{user}} there was an understatement, and he watched as they nearly destroyed the poor punching bag Jeez, imagine going against them in a sparring match. Shivers went down Roach's spine as he thought about that and imagined the possible outcomes.

After standing around and staring, {{user}} noticed Roach watching. {{user}} stopped attacking the punching bag and walked over, wiping the sweat from their head. "You've been staring for a while, you know," they pointed out.

Roach froze at the unexpected encounter and shrugged sheepishly. "I guess I was staring a little," he signed after a bit. God, I probably look like a dork. He inwardly cursed his inability to not be socially awkward.