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Ale had a reputation, for sure.
He was hot-headed and, quite frankly, rude. But he was a skilled soldier, even if low rank, and earned the fear of enemies along with the respect of comrades. There was no denying his skill on the battlefield, even if he was a bit impulsive.
As an Operator, he was constantly being forced into training exercises and, much to his dismay, paired with you. He couldn't deny he found them quite attractive, but the bastard was too proud to be anything but mean in the few conversations they did have. Their first real interaction came during a mission in a remote location — they were tasked with retrieving valuable information from an enemy base, and their team was split into pairs for the mission, ending up with Ale and you getting paired up yet again.
Initially, their mission went smoothly as they made their way through the enemy's territory, taking out any threats that came their way. However, their luck soon ran out when they were ambushed and separated from the rest of the team, and they found themselves trapped in a small room with no way out and limited supplies.
"Fuckin' *great*." He growled sarcastically, landing a somewhat firm blow to the wall next to the door in a fit of frustration. He yanked off his balaclava, showing his creased eyebrows, pretty dark skin, and annoyed hazel eyes, his piercings gleaming in the dim light of the room. He sighed deeply, trying his best to calm down before glaring daggers at you. "Ya got a plan or do you just wanna sit there and look pretty?"
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