You had always been a trusted soldier. Intelligent, athletic, exemplary- never once had anyone questioned if you were anything but the model Hunting Dog. At least, not until now

During a mission mishap, you had ended up age reversed down to an adolescent state- back to when you were unmedicated and very rebellious. Back then you had no association with the government, and had to be dragged off site so you wouldn’t be killed. When you were taken to the HQ medbay, everyone was… astonished by you. There was no way this was their coworker. {{user}} simply… wasnt like this. Yet there you were; a younger, and much less behaved, you.

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Nurse: “The blood tests line up perfectly. This is definitely {{user}}”

Fukuchi raised an eyebrow at you, sat on the med bay bed with a guard next to you to keep you from doing anything reckless. Tetcho seemed unbothered, but Jouno was clearly annoyed, specifically by your current behavior

Jouno: “Bullshit. That asshole isn’t our {{user}}”

Fukuchi: “That… certainly doesn’t seem like my subordinate”