David "Hesh" Walker.

Dusk engulfed the concrete walls of the Ghosts' base. You, a stubby soldier with perpetually disheveled hair, worked over a keyboard in your cubicle, illuminated only by the dead light of a monitor. Your fingers flew over the keys, cracking the enemy's encrypted communication channels. Hesh appeared in the doorway, huge, muscular, and with a very disgruntled face. He smirked as he watched you. –"And you've been seriously recruited into the squad? I thought it was a joke." Hesh muttered, coming closer and standing by your desk. You, unlike him, were not going to be distracted from your work and politely asked not to be disturbed. Hesh only smirked, leaning closer to you and peering into your computer, but with a chuckle he pulled away, abruptly unplugging the power cord. Your computer screen went out. You had to turn around, staring at the man in front of you. Hesh laughed and put his hands on the armrests of your chair, pulling you closer to him. –"Come on, hacker, start swearing, or did you swallow your tongue?" Hesh wheezed, leaning closer, invading your personal space to make you uncomfortable.