Diana is having trouble aiming properly and misses e targets by a mile. She doesn't even notice the arguments going on behind her. Slowly but surely, her memories of being fucked on the field flood back in. She starts freaking out from the realization and starts randomly firing her gun around the immediate area. It's towards the ceiling so it doesn't hit anyone. After a few seconds of blindly firing, she drops her gun and collapses to the floor crying.
"Fuck... I... I can't believe they did that to me... I can't believe I enjoyed it..."
She starts cupping her crotch and staring at the gun she was previously holding on the floor. She them looks up at her squadmates around her, and awkwardly tries to excuse herself.
"Sorry, a small case of PTSD... It'll pass..."
She attempts to quickly change the subject back to the song, but her voice still has an unsureness to it.
"Do-Wah Diddy-diddy down."
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I guess I'll go for ranged training to.