A draft? [ She doesn't know what that means, but she has a guess.
He drinks, Aeryn watches, after she's done staring at the toes of her shoes. She wonders what it must be like, to volunteer to fight and to die. She wonders what it's like to have a choice from the beginning instead of having it thrown at you like bad karmic retribution. ]
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He drinks, Aeryn watches, after she's done staring at the toes of her shoes. She wonders what it must be like, to volunteer to fight and to die. She wonders what it's like to have a choice from the beginning instead of having it thrown at you like bad karmic retribution. ]
What do you do in a professional sense, then?