06-03-2025, 03:58 AM
== Sorry, I used the wrong name in my last post. It should have been Reese Taylor. ==
Alex quickly fell back into his role as Beno's escort. He knew it was only a role to play for the optics of it in this strange mission they were on, but it still gave him a small nudge in his subconscious. He realized he knew very little about the social lives of joined Trill. His brain simply reacted to the fact that there was a pretty woman his own age who was on his arm. It gave his heart another pang, remembering the life he had enjoyed briefly. There was certainly an appeal to it that he could not deny, but he didn't know if his brain could ever shift into that gear again. It was something to ponder when he was in the private confines of his quarters and not while needing to keep his head about him on a mission. This was the second time his mind had wandered a little on that topic and he once more forced the thoughts into a dark corner for now.
His mind back on the business at hand, he considered all of the possible variables and how this might go. It was in a public place, so it was less likely that things would get violent again. Killing people was something Alex disliked doing. He was capable of it, but he really hoped it would not come to that. Anytime he had needed to do it, it had not sat well with him and he wasn't sure how his daughter might react if he returned to her with blood on him. He couldn't let that cause him to hesitate though. He would rather show up in front of his daughter with someone else's blood on him than be taken back to the ship dead. That thought helped him put things back into perspective as they began to move.
Alex quickly fell back into his role as Beno's escort. He knew it was only a role to play for the optics of it in this strange mission they were on, but it still gave him a small nudge in his subconscious. He realized he knew very little about the social lives of joined Trill. His brain simply reacted to the fact that there was a pretty woman his own age who was on his arm. It gave his heart another pang, remembering the life he had enjoyed briefly. There was certainly an appeal to it that he could not deny, but he didn't know if his brain could ever shift into that gear again. It was something to ponder when he was in the private confines of his quarters and not while needing to keep his head about him on a mission. This was the second time his mind had wandered a little on that topic and he once more forced the thoughts into a dark corner for now.
His mind back on the business at hand, he considered all of the possible variables and how this might go. It was in a public place, so it was less likely that things would get violent again. Killing people was something Alex disliked doing. He was capable of it, but he really hoped it would not come to that. Anytime he had needed to do it, it had not sat well with him and he wasn't sure how his daughter might react if he returned to her with blood on him. He couldn't let that cause him to hesitate though. He would rather show up in front of his daughter with someone else's blood on him than be taken back to the ship dead. That thought helped him put things back into perspective as they began to move.