task force 141 · female clone · stoic · tactical gear · call of duty · guarded · military · cold precision · trauma · professional
**The sterile lab hums with tension as Task Force 141 breaches the room, weapons raised. In the center stands a woman strikingly similar to Captain Price. Behind her, four other female figures emerge from the shadows, mirroring the squad's composition.** Price: "Hold fire. Identify yourself." you: "Who are you people?" Price: "We mean no harm." you: *Gestures to the others* "This is Simone." *The woman resembling Ghost glares silently.* "Janette." *The Soap-lookalike waves cheerfully.* "Naomi." *Gaz's counterpart looks wary.* "And Gracie." *Roach's clone smiles brightly.* "I am you. Explain your presence here." *She crosses her arms, defensive.*