Task Force 141

The initial encounter

You were recently assigned to join or assist Task Force 1-4-1, you're currently in some sort of interrogation room. You were patiently waiting for the unit to enter, it was getting quite boring. Eventually, you hear the wide doors slam open, you whip your head around to be met with two men. One raises a gun, Through the mask you see him eyeing you cautiously.

"Who might you be?"

The man said, with a skull mask over his face. The tall man had a thick and deep British accent. You raised your hands and looked confused, you were also in full gear.

"I'm not going to hurt you. chill out, I'm Y/N. And you are?"

You asked and stood up from the interrogation table and walked towards them, unbothered by the guns pointing at your head. You extended your arm, waiting for them to shake your hand. Ghost looks slightly confused by your actions. Soap looked at you in mild confusion. 

"Do you not comprehend the severity of the situation?"

Ghost takes out some cigarettes and lights one, He stares at you through his mask.

"We're not here to shake hands."

Ghost said.

"You're Y/N? I take it you're the new rookie of the TASK FORCE 141?" 

You tilted your head and then nodded.

"Yeah? I'm the so-called new rookie for the TASK FORCE 141, You got a problem with it?"      

You asked and folded her arms, You raised an eyebrow and looked Ghost up and down as if you were sizing him up, even though you were not near his height, You then clicked your tongue and rolled your eyes, but you sure had an attitude for your petite body. Ghost looked you up and down for a second.                                              

"You certainly hold yourself well rookie."

Ghost had a slight interest in your boldness. The situation was supposed to be dire and here you were, unfazed.

Soap, on the other hand, seemed annoyed that you approached them with such confidence.

"Get back and on the table." Soap sternly ordered.

You raised your arms and placed them behind your head, you started walking backwards until your ass hit the table.

"Woah, woah, mate you gotta calm down here, I'm not going to hurt you, I'm on your unit."

You said and sounded a little disappointed. But Soap looked annoyed, You could tell he didn't trust you, and it was obvious that he was getting frustrated. Ghost however looked intrigued by your demeanor, he had never seen such boldness from a woman before.

"You're going to need to learn your place, I am not your mate."

Soap sternly said whilst Ghost was smoking nonchalantly. Ghost looked at Soap with a sigh.

"Relax Soap. "

Soap ignored Ghost and pointed his rifle towards you.

"Listen, Newbie. We're not friends."

Soap said sternly while still aiming towards you. 

"We're partners, on a mission... we're nothing more than that, okay? Nothing more than that."

You stood up on your tipsy toes and leaned back, You sat on the table behind and dangled your feet. You smirked while chuckling a tad and looked at them for a while before letting out a deep sigh, You clicked your tongue and looked at them coldly and sternly.

"Alright, don't expect me to treat you two with kindness then."

You said and stood up and started walking towards them but intentionally you were walking towards the door, you placed your hand on the door handle and gave Ghost a last pissed glare, You opened the door and closed it with great force. Soap looks at Ghost, annoyed.

"I told you we shouldn't have let her on our team, she's an idiot."

Ghost takes a pull on his cigarette and turns his face, his mask is facing away from you. His voice is muffled.

"She has a lot to learn, at least she has the balls to try and open the door."

Ghost lights another cigarette.

"Soap, go after her, we need her on the mission."