Deduction 2 - [ video ]

[notquiteheartless]

[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.)

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[ voice ]

[touchofrogue]

[Well, doesn't someone think he's hoity-toity.

Rogue decides that the best thing to do in this situation is to yank his chain.]

Are you referrin' to the talkin' human skull? 'cause I think he might have ideas about that...

[voice]

[spiritbruising]

The last I saw, he was in the library! [she can't resist, even if he's probably not talking about the same skull. And if the other girl said the same thing.]

I haven't seen any actual carts around either, though.

[ voice ]

[lastsmoke]

Well, you could always ask the people around here if they would help you move your things.

[voice]

[accepted]

You can probably find all those things at the item shop, they seem to carry lots of stuff. [Now he isn't sure what a cab or a truck is... So.] And if you need to move furniture just ask someone for help. Maybe there's someone who might be able to use magic or something to help you out.

[written]

[selphie_t]

[Well Sherlock. Selphie isn't particularly fond of you so she sticks to writing. In fact, there isn't even a picture here for you to put a face to the person.]

Paint and other stuff can be found in the item shop and try asking for help. People are usually pretty glad to help others out instead of having someone snark at them.

Also, get a dolly. You know... those carts with the wheels on them?

[video]

[whimsicalwinds]

Ahh, if you need-- [..pause. Hayate was just about to offer to help carry all that furniture, but then something more important and rather disturbing came up. Furniture can wait. Human skull? What.]

...Excuse me sir, but why do you own a human skull?

[theoniongirl]

[she'd been planning on responding to the question of paint. Honest. But the last note catches her off-guard]

Well, that'll certainly stand out. I don't think I've seen a skull show up there, before.

voice;

[gleamed]

Oh! Are you a painter?

[Guess who else totally painted her walls upon arrival.]

[Video]

[sketch_m_all]

A human skull?!

[Just look at that unbelieving horror on Tracey's face.]

[truthin_bones]

[Well, Sherlock, her opinion of you has now risen a few notches.]

You are not the only one here who may be in possession of a human skull.

[voice]

[simplestgift]

Kin of Dr. Maturin, are we?

[Muttered. He didn't realize he was transmitting.]

[voice]

[fourteen]

... I could probably help you with moving furniture! You wouldn't need a cart or anything. But ... it might be kind of surprising.

[ He seems a bit short-tempered, but he's also obviously new. She can grant him a little slack. ]

voice

[necromancing]

[ The man on the other end will give an airy sort of 'hm' at that request. ] What a strange request. You would not happen to be...a necromancer would you? [ He may as well ask. And then another important question. ] What good could a head without a body be? It hardly seems...useful.

[ Because this is of the utmost importance to a man who raises the dead, okay? ]

[action]

[fleurdesel]

[On the one hand: She shouldn't. She knows full well that this could not possibly be the skull the man is asking for. On the other...he was a bit of an ass, she was feeling perverse, and it would give Murry something to do other than sit and tell stories. She'd broached the subject, managed to convince Murry to remain still and silent for as long as possible once she'd wrapped him in a small tarp, tucked the bundle under her arm, and made off for Community house two. Five levels, but. It was a little easier to manage now. Spending two days at that level had lessened the blinding terror somewhat.

A short walk, a jog up the stairs, and a moment to knock on the door. She kept her face straight. Any anxiety could be explained by her phobia.]

[Voice]

[quicktoanger]

"Hey. You're not the only guy with a skull to worry about."

And come to that, why had it not occurred to me sooner that Bob might show up in Luceti?

Hell's bells, Harry. You're an idiot.

[redjacketthief]

Redecorating?

...Don't bother.

[ written ]

[theblogger]

What colours were you thinking?

private to sherlock | unhackable. | written

[sooochangeable]

How's the wing, sexy?

[consultsdetective]

[ Yep, there it goes. It's a miracle the journals went this long.

Not even mentioning the skull. 8| ]

I'd imagine the greater concern was putting up places to live in in the first place.

[voice]

[cop_an_attitude]

A human skull? That thing is real? Stealing evidence again, or did you make it yourself?

[Yeah, yeah, bad idea, but who would Sally be if she didn't like to play with fire?]

I have to admit I'd never have imagined Sherlock Holmes would find himself someone to pick out curtains with. It's rather sweet.

[What, like you never get bored? :| ]