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[The Doctor is not, surprisingly, brooding in the bar. In fact, he's not even brooding! He actually appears to be genuinely happy, in a "beaming away like Father Christmas" sort of way...and he's humming. A bit off-key, yes, but it's distinctly "Luck Be A Lady."

There are a few bits of TARDIS machinery piled up nearby -- the Doctor is actually taking Omega's advice, and repairing them. Of course, he's doing all this in the middle of the library, utterly oblivious to the fact that he might be disturbing someone's peace and quiet.]

((ooc: Nine has been bumped to a bit after the end of the Doctor Dances, fyi! Slow tags may be slow 'cause of work, but. :|))

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[wry smile] It's sort of the opposite.

Why?

Why d'you think?

[straightens, crossing his arms] If it's because you should have found another way, then you could say the same thing about us. About anyone who's ever had to take a life.

...Have you forgiven yourself?

[his eyes widen at that, and he sits back]

I...it still feels horrible. To know - to see - [another deep breath, and he shakes his head] But logically...logically, I know I'm not a monster for it, any more than the rest.

[straighten again, looking firm once more] It should hurt. It's meant to hurt, and keep hurting. But you have to accept that it was the best way to do what's right. You can't hate yourself for it.

I wish it was that simple, Remus.

[wry smile] I wouldn't call it simple. But what complicates it, for you?

[there is an awkward silence. then;] Lots of things. The War was...complicated. Then there's Omega.

…War is always complicated. [shakes his head] And it seems to me that Omega should be old enough to know better. [he doesn't quite meet the Doctor's eyes as he remembers seeing his body, feeling that vicious urge to repay the favour]

[frowns, concerned] You alright, Remus?

Edited 2010-05-24 05:33 (UTC)

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