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notquiteheartless) wrote2012-03-29 08:02 am
notquiteheartless) wrote2012-03-29 08:02 am
Deduction 2 - [ video ]
[They'd agreed to a week. A week without incident, of rest and recovery. Then, the unspoken half of it went, they would go their separate ways.
But after ten whole days without another word said about moving or kicking out...
The video feed kicks on in the early afternoon, aimed at one of the plain white walls of 2-21.]
This is unacceptable.
[Sherlock Holmes is back on his feet and physically feeling much better.
Sorry, Luceti.]
I need paint, wallpaper, and glue. Lots of all of it. Where can I find it?
Also. Regarding the hideously plain excuses for furniture in this flat-- There are obviously no cabs here, so I'm going to assume there are no trucks. How am I supposed to realistically re-furnish a flat? Surely in a place where wings are mysteriously attached to people, there is something better than just carting furniture almost a kilometre.
On a final note: If a human skull shows up in the item shop, it is mine. Return it to me at Community House 2, Room 21.
(Two edits:
A. the Imperial measurement is gone. Bad Lynn. No miles. Kilometres!
B. I spaced about the "only a mile wide" thing and was looking at the scale to try and figure it out. That's fixed in the entry too, now. Sorry about that.)
But after ten whole days without another word said about moving or kicking out...
The video feed kicks on in the early afternoon, aimed at one of the plain white walls of 2-21.]
This is unacceptable.
[Sherlock Holmes is back on his feet and physically feeling much better.
Sorry, Luceti.]
I need paint, wallpaper, and glue. Lots of all of it. Where can I find it?
Also. Regarding the hideously plain excuses for furniture in this flat-- There are obviously no cabs here, so I'm going to assume there are no trucks. How am I supposed to realistically re-furnish a flat? Surely in a place where wings are mysteriously attached to people, there is something better than just carting furniture almost a kilometre.
On a final note: If a human skull shows up in the item shop, it is mine. Return it to me at Community House 2, Room 21.
(Two edits:
A. the Imperial measurement is gone. Bad Lynn. No miles. Kilometres!
B. I spaced about the "only a mile wide" thing and was looking at the scale to try and figure it out. That's fixed in the entry too, now. Sorry about that.)
[Voice]
Ah.
[So much judging in that one word.]
[Voice]
"He's a talkative guy, my skull. Real friendly. Bit of a skirt-chaser, but what can you do, eh?"
Yeah, okay, so I was screwing with him a little bit. I don't mind being skeptical of the supernatural, but coming off with the arrogance to act like you do or can know everything just bugs me.
Or maybe I was sick of Harry Potter jokes. Who the hell knows?
[Voice]
Any chatty skulls will be sent your way.
[Voice] Don't mind Harry, He's touchy. And kinda petulant.
[Voice] Well, it's Sherlock, too. So petulance is in common!
[Talking skulls. Really. He hates it here already.]