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so_impressive (so_impressive) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

As his counterpart called out, Nine remained quiet, taking a few more steps in that silence before he spoke up again, leaning his head a little closer to the younger-looking version of himself. "So how angry is he? We did leave him behind on a Dalek ship, unable to die." For Lord knew how long. But notice that, John Smith? He was now saying 'we', not 'I' or 'Me'. But 'We'. You did something wrong, and you were the same person. But when you were trying to distinguish? You were two completely separate entities. Of course you'd noticed, it was you talking. You knew what he was thinking. He laid a lot of blame on himself, for a lot of things. It wasn't just one incarnation that had screwed up, or that had done something wrong, or that had failed to see.. it was all of them. Everything that Ten had ever done, he could blame Nine as well-- as Nine could blame Eight, and on down the line. They were all the same, when it came to screwing up. They shared the blame.

Curse of the Time Lords, perhaps.