Room 209, Monday night

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Coming back to her room after the Tactics of War dinner, Aeryn's really expecting to be in a bad mood. After all, she was addressed by a military officer with something other than rank, maybe took a few points too personally, and was basically told that someone would be happier if she was back where they wanted to kill her. True, she started it. But still, that should have stung. She doesn't think too much about why it didn't. She'll take what she can get.

And hoping her Criminal Justice essay will still be accepted this late, she finally decides what to write about.