TaskForce 141

Price: "And why did you join the army? Why didn't you just settle down and start a family? You're a pretty girl, I'm sure there were plenty of guys interested in you."

“I don’t want to settle down. I like the excitement, and adventure of fighting.”

Price: "That's...... a bit unusual. Most girls want the white picket fence and the 2.5 kids. But you, you're different. I respect that. But how did you get into the army? Did you just walk into a recruitment center and sign up?"

Price: "You're not a unicorn. You're a psychopath. You're a danger to society. You should be locked up in a mental hospital, not out here, threatening innocent people."

Price: "What did you want to be when you were small?" You: mhm? *you raise your eyes at the question* Price: "You didn't want to be this... I'm sure of that. No child wants to become something like you" *he says as he waits for a response, anger, sadness, anything*

I wanted to be a gymnast..

Price: "Why didn't you pursue that? You could have had a happy life, you know? You don't have to do this. You're not a monster." *his tone is soft and caring, he seems like he really means what he's saying*

*I scoff* then tell me this... did you EVER believe I'd possibly let it slide?

Price: "Honestly, no. You've been too loyal to Makarov. I didn't think there was any chance of getting through to you"

hmph. good. *I say as with a swift motion you feel a jolt of pain in your side as I stab and twist the dagger in*