[009: Video]

[shortsightedlove]

[He had wanted to talk with Omega about Seven's "I think your best friend is romantically interested in you" nonsense. Instead...]

I have nightmares about my children dying.

[He pauses, eyes wide. Damn flood!]

[He quickly turns the feed off, before he starts talking about his daughter the last thing he needs is everyone knowing about that.]

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[rass-bestie.livejournal.com]

[Omega let out a frustrated sigh.] It's nothing accomplished by will alone.

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[shortsghtedlove.livejournal.com]

Then we will have to do something else. ...How is it accomplished?

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[rass-bestie.livejournal.com]

By talking. By not hiding behind 'fine' or maybe it can't be accomplished at all! I don't know!

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[shortsghtedlove.livejournal.com]

Then talk to me. We shall accomplish it somehow, I assure you.

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[rass-bestie.livejournal.com]

I don't know what to say. [He moves away from the wall and heads back to a seat.]

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[shortsghtedlove.livejournal.com]

[Rassilon follows him quickly, frowning.] Then talk when you know about what.

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[rass-bestie.livejournal.com]

[Omega just nods. He looks at his friend and manages a smile.]

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[shortsghtedlove.livejournal.com]

[Rassilon smiles back. No more arguing then?]

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[rass-bestie.livejournal.com]

[Not at the moment anyway.]

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[shortsghtedlove.livejournal.com]

[Well, seems like Omega has calmed down, so he goes back to leaning against his friend and closes his eyes.]

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[rass-bestie.livejournal.com]

[Puts his arms around him, shifting so Rassilon's head is on his chest.]

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[shortsghtedlove.livejournal.com]

[His eyelids flutter for a moment, before he makes a noise of contentment and smiles.]

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[rass-bestie.livejournal.com]

[Omega is content to stay put.]

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[shortsghtedlove.livejournal.com]

[And Rassilon is content to doze away for now.]