[ How can she explain? How can she make him see that she'd never measure up? CT lets out a slow breath, considering his words of encouragement, trying to untangle all her bottled-up feelings of apprehension and inadequacy that had come with Project Freelancer. ]
There was a...board, back at the Project. A leaderboard. Only the best soldiers reached the top. The smartest, the fastest, the strongest. People who didn't make mistakes.
[ Her own words to Wash, echoed back in the same bitter tone she'd used then. ]
I was never at the top. I was never even on the board. I wasn't good enough. When it counted, when it mattered...I fucked up. I made mistakes. I failed.
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[ How can she explain? How can she make him see that she'd never measure up? CT lets out a slow breath, considering his words of encouragement, trying to untangle all her bottled-up feelings of apprehension and inadequacy that had come with Project Freelancer. ]
There was a...board, back at the Project. A leaderboard. Only the best soldiers reached the top. The smartest, the fastest, the strongest. People who didn't make mistakes.
[ Her own words to Wash, echoed back in the same bitter tone she'd used then. ]
I was never at the top. I was never even on the board. I wasn't good enough. When it counted, when it mattered...I fucked up. I made mistakes. I failed.