TEXT | SHERLOCK | CASE OO1

[consulting]

BORED!
Give me work. Give me problems.
My mind rebels against this stagnation.
Give me a puzzle. Or mystery.
Either will do.
Just. Give. Me. Something. To. Solve. Tranquility.
I need the mental stimulation before I result
to drinking the liquid from the grav pouches.

SH.


[ You get another text really shortly after the last one. ]


I would kill everyone of you for a cigarette. SH

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text | SO YOU FREE FOR BRUNCH

[consulting]

[ He actually spits out his drink at Spock's text. Said drink may or may not have been blue grav pouch liquid. Thank you, Spock. Your flattery may have saved a life. He needs a minute to compose himself, and wipe the liquid off the table. ]

Not to be incredulously vain,
but would it be possible to talk about this in person?
There are a few things you may need to 'spoil' me on
if its no trouble.
SH

text | READY WHEN YOU ARE BB

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[consulting]

Will the kitchens suit?
Perhaps for an early lunch
And may I bring John Watson?
There are a few things I'd like to discuss.
SH

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Re: text

[consulting]

Since I'm bringing my army doctor, that should be fine.
I will admit, I'm not the pinnacle of Social Construct.
I find most of it unnecessary. But a meeting should be arranged.
Quite rude of me to ask now, but what should I call you?

SH

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Re: text

[consulting]

They're trivial.

Good to meet you then.

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Re: text

[consulting]

It's entirely up to you and your captain.
I've got nothing further to occupy me.
Apart from the occasional riddle and the equivalent of a cigarette black market.
I will drag John along regardless of his protests.

SH

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[ he's trying to think of your doctor, even if you aren't. ]

Re: text

[consulting]

Could do, Spock.
Should be fun.

SH