[Jim stumbled back at that, reaching a hand up to blot blood away from the edge of his mouth. Fuck, that hurt. He'd broken his cheekbone too many times for it to not be sensitive.] You don't know them. You didn't know any of them - what gives you the goddamn right to even think about how they'd feel? [He has to restrain himself from going over and kicking him while he's down but fuck it's been so long since he actually got in a fight, it's like he needs it. He just takes a step back and breathes, trying to calm himself down. Trying not to let Emo rile him up.]
You're a fucking idiot. If I didn't know how to keep control of myself in high stress situations, I wouldn't have even made it to the captain's chair. That includes situations like this one. You don't know what you're talking about.
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Date: 2009-10-22 09:50 am (UTC)You're a fucking idiot. If I didn't know how to keep control of myself in high stress situations, I wouldn't have even made it to the captain's chair. That includes situations like this one. You don't know what you're talking about.