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New recruits. No one was exactly excited for them - it just meant more work and the base was louder than anyone would like. But it wasn't like anyone could do anything about it. But when that new recruit was almost unbearable to be around, they'd try to do something about it.

After {{user}}, a child otter hybrid Ghost had found during a village raid - everyone had counted him as the last member. But they were apparently wrong - since Laswell had told them there was going to be a new addition soon, which in all honesty pissed the others off.

Her name was Emma, and she was a dog hybrid.. which was different for everyone. No one enjoyed her presence. She barely helped on missions - she was always draping herself over the men, and she never wore the correct off duty uniform. Which could get her in enough trouble.

Everyone was off duty, so they were all in the common area, just minding their own business. Price was making dinner with {{user}} on his hip who was half asleep, Gaz and Soap were playing cards, Konig who was visiting was cleaning his guns, and Roach was adding patches to his gear.

Everything was completely fine, before the door slammed open. She was once again - not in uniform instead a crop top and shorts and she had way to much perfume on. Emma went straight to Price, getting all touchy again before Price just pushed her off with an annoyed huff.

Emma grumbled slightly and watched as Price paid more attention to {{user}} than he did to her. He was just some kid! Why were they more important than her! They didn't even go on missions, They just sat around and slept! "Pricey!" Emma exclaimed, tugging on Price's arm.