The CorSec station chief looked down at his newest officer who would be starting today. They had opened up recruitment into the Corellian Security Force to people as young as eighteen during the Clone Wars after they had lost a significant number of their officers, a good portion of them being lost to Separatist recruitment drives. Before then, you had to be at least 21 before you were admitted, and nobody would have gotten away with something as blatant as this...
Every year, as he got older, and the recruits started looking younger and younger, but none looked quite so young as the young man standing in front of him.
Rostek had actually expected him to believe that this brat who hadn't yet hit his growth spurt was really eighteen? For the gods' sakes, the kid looked like a ten year-old. How the hell he had managed to con the guys at the Academy into accepting him without there being a great deal of money riding on the outcome, he didn't know. And, since nobody he knew was gloating over the massive jackpot he'd one because "Rostek's son" had graduated the Academy at an exceedingly young age, he would probably never know.
The kid who was the spitting image of his late father apparently caught on to his skepticism, because a moment later he suddenly found himself looking at someone who was about a foot taller and looked to be the eighteen years of age that the little brat was claiming himself to be.
Halcyon's illusion tricks had been quite the party entertainment back in the day, and it seemed that his boy was just as skilled as his father who had once scammed him out of nearly a hundred credits when he'd passed off a ten credit chit for one of a higher denomination.
"Horn!" he shouted. "Pull one of your dad's mind-tricks on me again, and I'll throw you out of an airlock without a vac suit!"
"Hal" rapidly paled and shrank back to his original size.
"I-It's not for you, it's for when I go out on patrol and...I just wanted to show you that I'm not entirely stupid, and that I have at least some idea of what I'm doing since..." the kid said, looking rather nervous and somewhat frightened.
"Yeah, well, what I said still goes." he said before dismissing the boy from the office, hoping that having the kid here wasn't going to be half as much trouble as his instincts were screaming he would be.
Still pale and somewhat shaken, the boy left the office and went out into the bullpen where he started acquainting himself with his desk and his new partner. Based on the fact that the man hadn't commented on how young he was, he had a sneaking suspicion that the new partner was getting the full force of that illusion trick that the boy had dropped around him.