Bretonian Armed Forces Recruitment Centre (iRP)

[Grin]

The Recruiting Officer confirmed acceptance for Coulson with a stab of his finger on the keyboard.

"A soldier learns to follow orders. A leader learns to give them. We will see what you are made of, ex-sergeant!"

"Oleander - hmm - Interesting fellow, but no sign of a completed background yet - more information please!"

He pushed his chair back away from the desk and it slowly bore him against the wall of his office with a gentle bump. Memories of his time away came back; heat, excitement, power, lust, guilt. Guilt? Well, yes, a little guilt but, dammit the Service ground down a man with it's constant demands. Some little distractions were worth the risk.

He smiled and glided back to the desk.

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