On the wall was posted the human regiment’s code of conduct/safety instructions:
Do not subtract from the population.
Do not add to the population (looking at you Jared).
Do not end up in the hospital, the news, or in jail.
If you do end up in jail, establish dominance quickly. -- Anon Guest
It was a set of rules above the airlock door. Entitled, When Visiting. And could be summarised as, "No killin', no thrillin', just chillin'." Which every squad commander reminded them of whenever they were headed down for some R&R. Adding, "And if you must get in trouble, get out of it just as quick. Any bail is coming out of your own paycheque."
General sounds of disappointment followed by one wag saying, "I thought we were being let out to have some fun, Sarge."
"Yeah, we all know about you, Jared. Keep it in your pants." This earned ribald laughter from the squad. "If you can't be good, be careful. And if you can't be careful, then you're paying your own bail. Be told!"
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