Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
by sayler_antimony
Upon brushing up on his history, Julian wants to stop playing the Alamo in the holosuite. However, confronting Miles about it digs up old demons.The Bowie knife was knocked from Miles’ hand. Two soldiers held Miles still and time slowed to a stop as the Computer paused the program.They could continue, if they wanted to play it out. The capture, the rest of the battle. What couldn’t really be called a battle. But there was no fun, no sport, in watching the holo-characters kill each other until there were no Texians left.Miles pulled his arms away from the frozen holo-characters.“Computer, end program,” he said as he stretched his arm across his chest to release some of the tension from his shoulder, “that’s how it always goes, ain’t it?”The holographic blood faded and guts faded away along with the rest of the Mission. Julian nodded. Maybe now would be a good time to say something, he thought.
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background garashir · Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD · War · Angst· +5 more