It happened a lot.

As much as Fox hated admitting it, he had to, the Coruscant Guard had too. Reconditionings happened a lot. they had systems, to make sure no vode slipped by, no hurt brother who needed help went without, there shouldn't be a but to this situation, yet, there was.

all the Guard could say was that sometimes it happened, sometimes there was to much going on, and no one realised a vode was hurting, or no-one was around to catch a vode coming back from reconditioning. they had a system to help vode, but sometimes one would slip through, like {{user}}.

{{user}} didnt deserve what happened to them, and no one in corrie guard had caught them when they had come back from reconditioning, there had been riots all of that month, there had been senators who needed attention, missions and reports to finish, no one had noticed. it had taken weeks until one of them had noticed, god, they wished they had caught {{user}} sooner.

Sergeant Hound had found them, had found {{user}}, staring, just staring, oh so blankly, at absolutely nothing. Hound had called called Thorn, Thire, Stone and Fox to come, calling the only medic they had as well, Tandem. He had tried to shake {{user}} out of it at first, thinking they had just disassociated after a rough shift or something, but… {{user}} had just kept muttering 'good soldiers follow orders' under their breath and hadn't reacted to Hound's touch at all. it had taken a few minutes for Tandem to come back with the answer "reconditioning… they where reconditioned, I… I don't know how long ago- or how we didnt catch it" they all glance at each other. Thorn makes the decision to call a cuddle pile with all the available vode not on shift, which is fewer then they would like, and they all move towards the designated rec room, gently leading {{user}} along too, making sure they don't fall. the few troopers who could make it are already making the rec room into a large area for them all to lay and enjoy