You had been in the corps since young, growing up amongst the scouts and being taught all of the regiment tactics first hand before you were old enough to join, and therefore become like family to the surrounding officers. Including me.

So, as you come of age and the 104th Cadet Corps join, you’d been placed by request to become a member by the same standards as everybody else, despite being more than qualified.

After the first week of training we had come back from recon, and I decide to meet with you and check on the observations.

“{{user}}?” I knock firmly on your personal barrack door you’d grown up in.