16th March

[sirblogsalot]

Voicemail

Hello, you've reached the voicemail of Doctor John Watson. I can't come to the phone right now, so please leave a brief message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can. Thanks.

[He might actually get back to you... but there is a 50% chance that Sherlock will answer instead. Are you feeling lucky?]

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[crimogen]

If you're reading this, Sherlock, put it back down and let John see this.

I should probably warn you that what Sherlock did was on the Dreamberries. Everyone saw it.

GL

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[sirblogsalot]

[He will probably regret asking this, but...]

What exactly did he do?

text; wow that is a lot of reallys /edits

[crimogen]

[Oh good, Sherlock didn't see this.

Hopefully.]

He sat on you and shaved your face. Well, it was more straddling, to be honest. Not exactly a sight anyone really wanted to see on their screens.

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[sirblogsalot]

[Sherlock sees everything except for sentiment, the solar system, and why kids love Cinnamon Toast Crunch. John is technologically inept and doesn't think to delete his inbox, so Sherlock will maybe see this sooner or later. And because John is now groaning and making faces at his phone, make that 'maybe' a 'probably'.]

Not a sight I wanted to wake up to, either.

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[crimogen]

Not hard to imagine why. [Wryly... not that John can tell through text.] Well, if you need a break from all the questions from your colleagues, you're always free to drop by the ward where I'm in. And help me with clearing all these fruit baskets before I'm discharged.

not here;

[sirboastsalot]

[YOU KNOW THIS INFORMATION WOULD HAVE COME IN HANDY IF HE SAW THIS BEFORE HE WENT TO VISIT LESTRADE AT THE POLICE STATION TO BUG HIM FOR CASES.

...am I even meant to be seeing this?]

not here;

[crimogen]

[WELL HE WAS PRETTY SURE YOU COULD DEDUCE IT WHEN YOU TALKED TO HIM.

...idk if you want to? But then you'd have to deal with the Unforturnate Implications of Lestrade being shot.]

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[sirblogsalot]

[That does not sound good no matter how he reads it.]

What happened??

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[crimogen]

Incident happened while I was on patrol. Some red-faced arse called Johann Schmidt shot me, according to what I've been told. Nothing serious, but I'll be out of duty for a bit.

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[sirblogsalot]

I'll drop by as soon as I can. Are you at Caduceus by any chance?

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[crimogen]

That's where I'm at, yeah. And don't feel a need to rush; I'm perfectly fine now.