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“Thirty three. I’m not going to make Captain, that’s for sure. Too few positions to be filled.” CandiCrush takes a slow deep breath, “I could try to find a permanent position on shore, or I could leave the Garrison now if I wanted to.”
She turns to look KristalClear directly in the eye, and she summons up a weak smile, “I’m not sure if I’d fit into civvy street, the Garrison has been my life.”
KristalClear wants to be helpful, “what about the Constabulary, or the Ministry of Justice, or the Secret Service? Assuming there is a Secret Service? Doesn’t the Constabulary let you keep your Garrison rank, you could still be Commander Crush, or you could be Chief Superintendent Crush if you wanted!”
CandiCrush just stares into the middle distance. No frown, no smile, just an expressionless face.
After a hesitant pause, KristalClear plays what she thinks is her master stroke, “and the Constabulary has horses!”
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