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Pharah ([personal profile] justice_from_above) wrote in [community profile] thisavrou_log 2017-01-13 04:38 am (UTC)

That used to be me. After my mother supposedly died, after everyone I knew disappeared. I lost myself in my military career and I became detached.

And then I joined Helix. And I discovered one very, very crucial fact about my life. The question I'd always struggled with - what is more important, the man or the mission? I had a chance to answer it; they're the same thing. Your men are your mission. You succeed as a whole when you've got each others backs.

Here, this crew that we're thrown with; no, there are a lot of people who are the least bit trustworthy. But to dismiss the entirety of it? No. I can't do that - I won't. They are my mission, here. My men. And I will give them the deference that will see us all through.

The people slaughtered here - [She motions to the near body,] - could have been any one of the crew, any one of us. You're not going to convince me to ignore that realization.

[She pulls in a breath and lets it out in a controlled sigh; that's a lot of vulnerability she didn't know she'd be dropping just now. She finds herself a little bitter that he's dragged her into this by degrading corpses, by doing something so unwholesome she couldn't in good conscious ignore it. It would have kept her up at night - no, it still would, but there's at least some small peace to know that she's stood her ground at it.]

But you -- if you believed your own words wholeheartedly, you would have no need to help me out when you have. I think you already know this lesson, and I don't think you can let it go; not completely.

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