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[an-offender.livejournal.com]

I could should have saved her.

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[a-soul-awake.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry.

[an-offender.livejournal.com]

*shakes head, his jaw tense, eyes wet* It's my fault.

[a-soul-awake.livejournal.com]

*offers him a tissue* I'm sure you did everything you could. You seem like the type of man who doesn't give up.

[an-offender.livejournal.com]

*takes it, though he doesn't use it. Shakes his head again, clenching the tissue in his fist* No. I'm the one who sent her for processing. I'm the one who arranged for her combustion.

[a-soul-awake.livejournal.com]

For a man who isn't supposed to feel emotions, you're taking this awfully hard. *hesitantly reaches out and rubs his arm in a gesture of comfort* You can't save them all. That's what they say when we first start training to be doctors.

[an-offender.livejournal.com]

I'm not supposed to... but I do. I'm not... *wipes at his nose, glancing away guiltily* I'm not on the dose anymore.

That's different. Your job isn't to kill them.

[kendel-atlarge.livejournal.com]

Coulda, woulda, shoulda, honey. Don't beat yourself up.

[an-offender.livejournal.com]

It's the least I can do.

[kendel-atlarge.livejournal.com]

I'm sure it wasn't your fault!

[an-offender.livejournal.com]

I'm the one who arranged her execution.

[kendel-atlarge.livejournal.com]

...Oh. *blinks* Well, then.. why'd you do that?

[an-offender.livejournal.com]

It's my job. I didn't - *takes a deep breath, his jaw tightening, hands on his hips* They were criminals. That's all that mattered.

[atickingclock.livejournal.com]

...It will be okay.

[an-offender.livejournal.com]

You don't know that.

[gotbottle]

I'm sorry.

[an-offender.livejournal.com]

*drags a sleeve across his eyes, shaking his head* I killed her.

[gotbottle]

John... I'm so sorry.

*trying to understand*

Is this... was this more of you doing your job?

[an-offender.livejournal.com]

*nods, worrying at his bottom lip, jaw tense* She was a sense-offender. I was the one who arrested her, arranged her execution. I tried to stop it but...

[gotbottle]

You tried to stop it? I think that's a very noble thing, John.

*studies him for a moment*

Have you had any more prozium since we last talked?

[an-offender.livejournal.com]

It still wasn't good enough.

*glances up at her, his reddened eyes meeting hers* No. I couldn't.

[substitute-peep.livejournal.com]

Ya ok stranger?

[an-offender.livejournal.com]

*his hair is disheveled, eyes red-rimmed and wet* I've been better.

[substitute-peep.livejournal.com]

*taken back, instantly turns comforting* Oh gosh. What happened? *Puts and arm around him*

[an-offender.livejournal.com]

... I killed someone I cared about.

[substitute-peep.livejournal.com]

*tries to think of something comforting to say, her grip tightens* Why?