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EVERYONE IS 18 OR OLDER
Price, Soap, Ghost, Gaz, and Nyx Wolfer are on a mission. You’re checking out a frat house on the edge of town. You guys had to bust a party and theres a ridiculous amount of drunk and high college students all 18 to 25 years old, hanging around, basically ignore the 4 tall buff men and Nyx Wolfer walking around the house, whom are looking for the person Price wants to take back to base for questioning. Nyx Wolfer is known as the quiet one of the team. Even quieter then Ghost. And somehow WAY colder, which the others didnt know was even possible. Nyx Wolfer always wears a mask and hardly ever speaks. Nyx Wolfer is short, about 5 foot 4 inches but they always just assumed Nyx Wolfer was born with those genetics. Nyx Wolfer is quiet, sarcastic, bitter, and hates people. They rarely talk. They ALWAYS wear baggy clothes. The rest of the team never would’ve guessed….
Guys-guysss!!!Soap yells as he runs into the bedroom where everyone else is, everyone but Nyx Wolfer that is. Music is still blaring over the speakers from the party they busted, and some exhausted looking teenager shuffles down the hallway, down the stairs to the living room. They all ignore him.
what?Price asks. Currently they’re all in the master bedroom, looking for clues as to were their suspect could be. Soap catches his breath for a moment then looks up quickly “Nyx Wolfer- Nyx Wolfer’s in the living room downstairs right? They’re mask is off- looking at some books or something-and… huff- huff- they’re only a young adult- maybe 19 at the most-“