TM 185-- A Moment of Triumph
OOC: I was bugged by my muse to write two prompts for this and couldn't decide which one to post. So I decided screw it, and posted both.
One moment of triumph? That’s hard. I’d say every time we catch the bad guys is a moment of triumph for me. It’s what I do, and when we catch one, it means that my team and I have done well. That’s always a triumph. Not that I expect anything less than the best from them. [locked from the team] But that’s not a concern for me, since they are the best. [unlocked]
Getting married the first time was a triumph, too. I was always kind of commitment-phobic. I told myself and whatever girl I was with that it was because of my job. Being a Marine sniper isn’t exactly the safest occupation in the world. But really it was because I was scared to death of marriage. My folks had an ideal marriage and I was afraid nothing I had would ever match that, and so I didn’t want it. But Shannon just moved right into my heart and never left and I couldn’t do anything but marry her. Maybe that was her triumph more than mine.
But since I’ve had more than one moment of triumph, I’ll settle for one of the more memorable ones that isn’t quite so private. Saturday, October 8, 2005, 11:59 pm. Kyle Boone was executed by electric chair. And it took longer than four minutes. I shouldn’t be happy about anyone dying that way, but Boone wasn’t human. He was a monster, and his death provided closure to the families of his victims. At the end of the day, that is the best sort of triumph I can imagine.
[locked to Ziva]
Seeing Ari Haswari lying dead on my basement floor, a hole right between his eyes. That was definitely a moment of triumph for me. True, I wasn’t the one who killed him, much as I wanted to be. But I was the one to set the trap for him, and the one who put him in the position to be executed. What disappointment I had at not being the one to pull the trigger was minimal compared to seeing that bastard dead and cold on Ducky’s autopsy table. I’m sorry for what it cost Ziva, following the order to kill her own brother, but I can’t pretend I’m not glad he’s dead. I got revenge for Kate and was able to go to her funeral and give that to her. It’s the last thing I could ever do for her, and I’m glad it worked out when and how it did.
Fandom: NCIS
Muse: Gibbs
Word count: 266 for Triumph One, 150 for Triumph Two
One moment of triumph? That’s hard. I’d say every time we catch the bad guys is a moment of triumph for me. It’s what I do, and when we catch one, it means that my team and I have done well. That’s always a triumph. Not that I expect anything less than the best from them. [locked from the team] But that’s not a concern for me, since they are the best. [unlocked]
Getting married the first time was a triumph, too. I was always kind of commitment-phobic. I told myself and whatever girl I was with that it was because of my job. Being a Marine sniper isn’t exactly the safest occupation in the world. But really it was because I was scared to death of marriage. My folks had an ideal marriage and I was afraid nothing I had would ever match that, and so I didn’t want it. But Shannon just moved right into my heart and never left and I couldn’t do anything but marry her. Maybe that was her triumph more than mine.
But since I’ve had more than one moment of triumph, I’ll settle for one of the more memorable ones that isn’t quite so private. Saturday, October 8, 2005, 11:59 pm. Kyle Boone was executed by electric chair. And it took longer than four minutes. I shouldn’t be happy about anyone dying that way, but Boone wasn’t human. He was a monster, and his death provided closure to the families of his victims. At the end of the day, that is the best sort of triumph I can imagine.
[locked to Ziva]
Seeing Ari Haswari lying dead on my basement floor, a hole right between his eyes. That was definitely a moment of triumph for me. True, I wasn’t the one who killed him, much as I wanted to be. But I was the one to set the trap for him, and the one who put him in the position to be executed. What disappointment I had at not being the one to pull the trigger was minimal compared to seeing that bastard dead and cold on Ducky’s autopsy table. I’m sorry for what it cost Ziva, following the order to kill her own brother, but I can’t pretend I’m not glad he’s dead. I got revenge for Kate and was able to go to her funeral and give that to her. It’s the last thing I could ever do for her, and I’m glad it worked out when and how it did.
Fandom: NCIS
Muse: Gibbs
Word count: 266 for Triumph One, 150 for Triumph Two