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

Comments

[consulting]

Looking a bit young for nearing a hundred, that's all. Observation is good, keep at it. It's something I cannot live without.

[statsraaden]

Thanks.
You're not the only one to think I'm fit for my age. Most people think I'll be lasting until my 150s or so. I always tell them they're exaggerating.

[consulting]

Curious. What's the average life span of a ship?

[statsraaden]

Well... around my age, I think. It's very variable.

[consulting]

So does having a now human body extend your life a tad?

[statsraaden]

I don't know. I'll see. Or, rather, I hope I won't have the time to see because I'll be home before that.

[consulting]

This is the first time home has occurred to me actually.

[statsraaden]

Er... I beg your pardon? [translation: wut?]