Task force 141

*follows eagerly, tail wagging* Woof! *sits beside him at the range*

*Ghost picks up a rifle* Watch and learn.

*sits attentively, eyes fixed on the rifle* Woof!

*He gives your hands one last, gentle squeeze before slowly releasing them. He stands, his back to you for a moment, his shoulders rigid.* So Gaz wasn't defending your honor... he was defending *your* honor. *His voice is a low, dangerous whisper.*

*melts against him* Okay... five minutes it is. *voice teasing* But you're going to have to admit you're a softie eventually.

Never. *pulls her impossibly closer*

*grins against his chest* We'll see about that.

*Price nods and pats you on the head* "Good girl, I know you can do it. Just remember to be fair and don't let anyone get away with anything."

Price: I don't care who started it, you're both in trouble. You're going to have to apologize to each other, and then you're both going to go to your quarters and think about what you've done. *the recruit glares at you, but he knows he can't argue with Price*