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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Taokan" data-source="post: 2693519" data-attributes="member: 34533">[sblock] "I'm still a bit confused Miss Bardier, so please be patient with me and help me to understand this. James Starkweather reviewed your application and turned you down. That must have upset you greatly, yes? In fact, it sounds as though you were downright angry. Angry enough that you would travel all the way from France to New York City?" Pausing briefly to put her thoughts together, Camille tried to word her thoughts in a way that would be understood. "I was not angry, as you put it, Monsieur. I was more... Wearied, perhaps, and frustrated. I am used to this sort of behavior from male pilots, so it wasn't enough to anger me; not much does." Tapping her front teeth pensively, an old habit of hers, the pilot continued, "I suppose, if I had to pinpoint why I came... It was to prove him wrong. After all, I know my capabilities, as well as my limits, which he does not. But the flying to America itself was not a problem; I have done it often enough.""-It strikes me as very odd that you would not only ignore all of this, and not run for cover, but also that you would remain at your table eating your meal when the entire room of over 100 people were panicked! Miss Bardier, your life was in danger, yet you remained calmly at your table. For someone who did not put much faith in Mr. Starkweather's decision making ability--and traveled over five thousand miles to tell him so--it seems especially odd to me that you'd assume he was making a correct decision in this life-threatening situation! Or am I missing something?" Camille smiled self-depracatingly at this. "I have never been a person to blindly follow panicked mobs. I do not trust what other people tell me I ought to feel, as I have always reacted on my... Gut instincts, you call them? I trust my own instincts more than the blind terror of approximately one hundred people.""I had decided that my life was in no danger, so I stayed where I was. If I had gone with the mob, I could not have reacted quickly to any changes. If I had joined in the fight for the gun, there was a greater risk of someone being hurt." Truly smiling for the first time she had crossed into that time zone, flashing a lone dimple, she added, "And I never said I did not trust his decision-making capabilities. I simply said that he is a sexist, bigoted pig. He has long since proven his worth as a leader. He has not and will not need to prove that worth to me. So as long as Monsieur Starkweather makes a decision that regards my welfare or that of others, I will trust it is the right one." Placing her chin in a tiny palm, Camille finished drolly, "I trust you will not tell him I said such things. When he truly sees me as I am later, I want him to regard me as honestly as possible, if that is indeed possible for him. Is that all,  messieurs, or do you require more? I did wish to find the honored Starkweather before the night is done."[/sblock]</blockquote>

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