But you would, if you had to. I don't think I'm wrong in making that assumption.
[ she's willing to butt heads with him in his own best interest. she won't have the downfall of james kirk, whether it's the one that belongs to her strain of the timeline or not, resting on her shoulders, his proverbial blood on her hands because she allowed him to do something foolish where she could've stood in the way and said no, this isn't happening. he may be a different kirk, but she knows what happened with the one whose career is something of legend by this point. more so in being a fan of carol marcus's and reading about what happened with genesis from her point of view, how those scientists gave their lives to protect something so invaluable, so important, something that could've changed the federation and colonization efforts on multiple fronts, only to watch it fall into the hands of raving mad man. ]
See, that's the thing. You're like me in that regard. Or maybe, it's that I'm like you. You push yourself until there's nothing left to keep pushing. You would rather sit in that chair bruised, battered, and bleeding than surrender to any situation -- even your own injuries or deteriorating health. [ which makes her a hypocrite in some regards in chastising her own people for doing the same, but kathryn would also sooner walk the plank than force any of her crew to go near the damned thing, driven by an irrationally guilty conscience and a heavy dose of self blame she's pretty sure her first officer would throttle her for, should she ever openly indulge it again.
janeway withdraws, only to return with a chair she's drawing up before his, sitting down upon it like it's her seat on the bridge. ] I don't think so. You said he has something against you. The Khan that I'm familiar with held steadfast to a grudge against "Kirk Prime" for fifteen years. Feeding a man's obsession is hardly what I'd call practical strategy.
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[ she's willing to butt heads with him in his own best interest. she won't have the downfall of james kirk, whether it's the one that belongs to her strain of the timeline or not, resting on her shoulders, his proverbial blood on her hands because she allowed him to do something foolish where she could've stood in the way and said no, this isn't happening. he may be a different kirk, but she knows what happened with the one whose career is something of legend by this point. more so in being a fan of carol marcus's and reading about what happened with genesis from her point of view, how those scientists gave their lives to protect something so invaluable, so important, something that could've changed the federation and colonization efforts on multiple fronts, only to watch it fall into the hands of raving mad man. ]
See, that's the thing. You're like me in that regard. Or maybe, it's that I'm like you. You push yourself until there's nothing left to keep pushing. You would rather sit in that chair bruised, battered, and bleeding than surrender to any situation -- even your own injuries or deteriorating health. [ which makes her a hypocrite in some regards in chastising her own people for doing the same, but kathryn would also sooner walk the plank than force any of her crew to go near the damned thing, driven by an irrationally guilty conscience and a heavy dose of self blame she's pretty sure her first officer would throttle her for, should she ever openly indulge it again.
janeway withdraws, only to return with a chair she's drawing up before his, sitting down upon it like it's her seat on the bridge. ] I don't think so. You said he has something against you. The Khan that I'm familiar with held steadfast to a grudge against "Kirk Prime" for fifteen years. Feeding a man's obsession is hardly what I'd call practical strategy.