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Message: <blockquote data-quote="RandomUsernamehmimo71" data-source="post: 2476923" data-attributes="member: 9051">Anderson's Recruitment.As Julian watched, the Colonel's door opens, Willingham stepping out with a scowl on his face. He can see two men in airforce uniforms, their rank obscured both by angel and shadow.Shaking his head, Willingham steps away, letting the door click shut behind him. He'd look over at Julian, scowl a little, and step to his desk."We need to talk...""Anderson, right now, there are two men standing in my office, stopping me from getting any work done. Where I come from, that's a problem. Now, between them they have enough stars to make a Van Gogh painting, and they want to talk to you. That makes it your problem."Over the noise of the office, Julian can make out the sound of the Colonel's teeth grinding. Gripping the back of Julian's chair, he speaks, projecting a calm he doesn't feel."If they..."He'll stop, sighing and restarting with less vitriol. "I don't care what they offer. We need you here. You're working on importaint stuff, Sergent. Changing the world stuff. Nothing they can offer you can compete with actully being here, actually making a difference. Just keep that in mind."The Colonel shakes his head, stepping back and pointing at the room with a dour expression.</blockquote>