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eat your young/ Bekon's Choral Version - hozier

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Training days.

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"You, princess! What's your name." The soldier shouted, his spit splattering across the young girl's face. She flinched at the contact, straightening her shoulders and squeezing her eyes closed in hopes of letting out the most grueling shout she could.

"Ripley Arlert, sir!" She shouted back, thumping her fist against her chest in a salute.

"And what makes you think you can be a soldier? Why do you want to do this? Cause to me, it looks like you should be out in a field playing with flowers!" The soldier spat, eyeing the girl closely as he got into her face.

Ripley paused, furrowing her eyebrows as she opened her eyes to look up at the man. A sense of determination flooded over her as she gritted her teeth. Who was he to tell her what she should be doing?

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