Lt. Cancer slept with one eye open in the Guardsmen barracks. When you grow up in the bad parts of a bad hive you learn to watch your back constantly.
He was admitted to the ranks of the guard as a sergeant after some persuasion. Cancer became a lieutenant after one of the previous men to hold the rank 'disappeared'.
The
Colonel, also the highest ranked officer on the planet, was the type of man who was born into his rank , he never really had seen combat or been fired on. He attributed the late lieutenant's death to a drunken squabble gone wrong and had decided that he wanted a more strait laced man to take over his rank, a more 'civilized' man. He saw Cancer, and he saw what Cancer wanted him too, a bright young man with a good sense of honor and tradition values. Cancer dreamed about how the meeting went, more specifically the part were the colonel gave him his speak "A young man like you could go far in my Fusilier Dragoons, keep your impeccable record through your first taste of command and advancement will come, my lad." the colonel gave him a big clumsy wink after he was done speaking.
A smile crossed Cancer's face as he dreamed.
OOC: forgot for a while
