[ Kirk tried to be a good man. He tried to live that and not kill, but even he could reason that sometimes - sometimes it was just the thing you had to do. It was the hard decision you had to make, to save your own life, to save a hundred, to save a universe. It never came easy, and it shouldn't be easy. The day it was easy was the day he didn't want to be a captain anymore. But sometimes it was necessary, however much that made his stomach twist.
He hasn't killed many today. A few, but not many, though he had stood on as Fenris slaughtered. Sometime during the fray he had switched partners and found himself with Remy, the two of them managing to leave a less bloody trail behind. ]
It would certainly make things easier. But since when has anything we've done in the Fleet been easy?
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He hasn't killed many today. A few, but not many, though he had stood on as Fenris slaughtered. Sometime during the fray he had switched partners and found himself with Remy, the two of them managing to leave a less bloody trail behind. ]
It would certainly make things easier. But since when has anything we've done in the Fleet been easy?