SCRA Recruitment Centre

[DarthBindo]

Ian stuck his head in the door.
"Did someone say tazer-flogging? Ooh, can i watch? Everyone loves a good tazer-flogging."
He strolled over to the receptionist's desk and handed a packet to Alicia.
"Here ye go, dear, please pass these along."
He dropped into the nearest chair, popped open his briefcase and began to clean his pistol, whistling a gay little tune.

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gone four years, first day back: Zoners still getting shot in Theta :|