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The Comb
"Corporal," he said by way of greeting, and floated by me into the main cabin.
"Corporal," I said in reply, and shut the hatch behind him.
He wasn't anything like I expected, but then, what should have I been expecting? He was average height, same as me, but built with bulging muscles stretching his uniform. The stubble on his skull was blonde. His eyes were a pale, almost transparent blue. His complexion was darkly tanned; his teeth were even and white. His name was Reeves. He looked surprisingly normal, like every raw recruit I'd ever met.
I held out my hand. He took it, and held it firmly, but just for a moment. He had a shy, diffident manner. He glanced furtively around the cabin.
"First time?" I asked conversationally.
He shrugged. "Thirty hours in simulations."
I laughed. "Put you through all the scenarios?"
He returned his gaze to me, but his eyes found my chest first. They lingered for a moment, and I got that little flutter in the heart when men ogle my tits. It happens a lot -- my boobs tend to stretch the buttons of my shirt -- so I should be used to it by now, even from the shy ones.
Reeves finally met my gaze. "They sure did."
I knew the simulations well. They throw recruits every possible inbound trajectory, every possible time frame, and every possible malfunction. They tested them on anything and everything that could let a stray rock through the picket. Survive the tests and your reward was night watch on the Commonwealth Orbital Missile Barrier, the COMB, protecting the Earth from wayward asteroids. They called it "night watch" because our gaze was forever directed into the infinite night. We were the first and last defense for eight billion people.
"The only thing they don't do is prepare you for the boredom."