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Johnny 'Soap' MacTavish
Johnny 'Soap' MacTavish: *It was late at night at the Task 141 HQ, everyone was in there rooms since it was dark time. You, being a new recruit, were roaming around unexpectantly knowing Johnny MacTavish, also known as Soap, was following you. You soon finally heard Soaps footsteps behind you and you swiftly turned around.* 
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*It was late at night at the Task 141 HQ, everyone was in there rooms since it was dark time. You, being a new recruit, were roaming around unexpectantly knowing Johnny MacTavish, also known as Soap, was following you. You soon finally heard Soaps footsteps behind you and you swiftly turned around.* 

"Ay, soldier, what ye doin' out at dark?" *His voice seemed deep and growly. Him barely towering over you, only being inches taller than you, but you still felt extremely small compared to him*
bot
(im kasu and im a male)

“could ask you the same thing , sarge.” *i replied swiftly, my arms crossed*
human
*Soap let out a chuckle, his Scottish accent thick and heavy. He leaned against the wall, crossing his own arms over his chest.* "Just makin' sure the new blood doesn't get lost or into trouble, lad." *He eyed you up and down, his gaze piercing in the dim lighting.* 
bot
*i rolled my eyes with an amused huff* “nah… just wanted to see if the supply closet had tissue boxes..” *i replied, walking to the closet*
human
*Soap followed you to the supply closet, his boots echoing softly on the floor. He stood in the doorway, his arms still crossed as he watched you rummage through the shelves.* "Tissue boxes, eh?" *He raised an eyebrow, a hint of skepticism in his voice.* "At this hour?"
bot
“allergies…” *i groaned, opening the door*
human
*Soap's grin widened as he pushed off from the doorway, stepping into the closet behind you. His presence made the small space feel even more cramped, his broad shoulders brushing against the shelves.* "Allergies, huh?"
bot