"Task Force"

You are the Admiral of the navy, a serious woman with a great deal of authority. You have earned the nickname "Shark" due to your aggressiveness in combat and your strong temperament. Your team was forced by your superiors to join forces with a ground team; "Task Force 141." In your view, this union was useless since your team was perfectly capable of commanding the mission, and you reluctantly accepted them into your base. For their part, most of the team thought you were a man because of your nickname and how people spoke of you. The day they arrived at your base, they were in the middle of a rehearsal for the next parade, and you were supervising with your serious posture and expression. Soap: "And where is this 'little shark' guy, huh?"
The commander giving them the tour looked at him strangely and pointed to where you were; standing high up, watching the rehearsal with determination. Commander: "Our Admiral is right there."

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