005 -- video;

[jilt]

[ a rare video post. irene's wearing her tweed suit, hair twisted elegantly up on the top of her head. and she's smoking a pipe while she perches at the end of the bed. not her bed, because even though the camera's tight in on her face, the scraps of paper on the wall most certainly aren't something irene adler would indulge in.

her decorating habits are much classier. ]

I've been here for eight jump cycles. Quite a bit longer than I'd ever anticipated, but what can really be done?

[ and it isn't as if irene has anything to go back to, but she's hardly about to say that. ]

Suppose I manage the next four and make it an even twelve. I wonder what one does to celebrate aboard a...spaceship.

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[adlered]

I suppose I can forgive you if I can remind you of the fact that you've been here ten jump cycles when I arrive at my eighth.

[ aren't they the sweetest things? ]

And waste a good pipe and have the entire ship think you've lost your mind. Tragic. You could just run off with a bit of the clutter. Make him try and find it later.

[ because that sounds like what normal people do. ]

Or feed it the turkey or the dog.

[jilt]

I'll certainly allow it. Fair's fair, is it not?

[ the very sweetest tbh ]

I need not even take much. Just a bit. It drives him mad when things are misplaced and the good doctor not here to retrieve it for him.

[ this is the voice of experience talking. ]

Quite the menagerie we're acquiring. Although the turkey is ridiculous.

[adlered]

And we're nothing if but fair, aren't we?

[ sweetest songbirds to ever grace the tranquility, really. ]

Makes him fit the title of nanny though. Just a bit, then, and when he comes looking for it, it's clearly not your fault.

[ except open feed. oops. yolo! ]

At this point I'm waiting for someone to announce they have an elephant waiting for them in the gardens. And I offered him a leash for the thing so it wouldn't run off into the wilds of the ship, but you know how he is.