Guardian Corps HQ

You decide to go for the military base. The pictures disappear, and the world begins to form around you as you have come to expect. This time, it gives you a new outfit, a rather official, officer looking uniform. A room is forming around you, and you find yourself at a large wood table with other similarly dressed men. A shady air hangs about the room. One of the men stands and reads from his papers.

"Today is the review for officer placement. Our General is presiding." At this all eyes turn to you. You? General? Um.... alright......

You hear a few mutterings from the men. "Lucky bastard" "Damn, I'd give anything for that position" were just a couple.

"First candidate is Lightning Farron." Hey, that's right, you came here for her!

"So, uh, what.... am I doing again."

"You 'reviewing' her for officer placement sir. Same way Amodar did for her sergeant position, hehehe." There's something sinister about that laugh.

"Heh, I heard she put up a huge stink, but she needed the raise to take care of her sister. She cant refuse!" The men all burst out laughing. You were beginning to understand what was going on here. You couldn't help but get a little excited by the thought of it.

"Alright, the appointed time is here, we'll send her in." The rest of the men stood and they all filed out. You sat alone in anticipation for a few minutes before the door opened, and there she was.

Her pink hair fell softly over her slight shoulders. Under her vest, you could see the tight hugging turtleneck she wore. The belt just beneath her breasts held the clothing taut and tight, displaying her chest wonderfully. Her athletic body, toned to near perfection, was slight and slender, and lead into her softly curving hips. Her short skirt made it maybe a quarter down her thighs, leaving almost all of her muscular legs exposed. Her boots, somehow still sexy, unfortunately hid her calves and feet.

As she entered the room, she went rigid and gave you a salute.

"Sergeant Lightning Farron of the Bodhum Security Regiment, Sir! I'm here for... officer placement." You can sense her discomfort about the subject. It seems she expects a similar experience to her last. You don't want to disappoint her.

"At ease. Come around here please Sergeant Farron." She obeyed, and stood before you as you sat in your chair. "You were looking to be placed as a Captain. That's quite a big leap!"

"Yes sir, but well, to be honest, my sister wants me to have a safer job, and as captain..."

"Yes yes, desk job, well, I'll be happy to promote you, of course, you'll have to help me out. I need to know my subordinates will be obedient" Her face told you all you needed to know.

"I assume you want the same thing Amodar did?" Her tone was far less respectful this time.

"Hehe, sure, let's see what kind of tastes this Amodar fellow has." You were quite pleased to see her regretfully kneel down between your legs.