text, u.n: j.watson

[enarms]

He looks cute but he's a thieving little shit. If you've lost anything small over the last few weeks, sorry. I'll bring it back if you get in touch.

[ is this John Watson, posting photos of his ferret to soothe the masses? it might be. but he also genuinely does have a room full of trinkets that don't belong to him, and there are also a few attached images here of all the things his little tyke of an animal has thieved while John's been otherwise engaged.

(but mostly he's just hanging out with a long fluff, finding it therapeutic and wants to share the feeling - and hey, sooner or later somebody has to get back to pretending nothing's happening and treating the network like a Facebook wall. why not him?) ]

(( ooc: feel free to chime in with "that X in the picture is mine"/"do you have my Y?" etc if you fancy it! basic guidelines are if a ferret could feasibly carry it, this ferret could feasibly have stolen it. ))

Comments

[enarms]

Not enough. He turned up just in time for everything to go to shit. I'd like to think I wouldn't have let it get this out of hand if I weren't otherwise engaged.

[tailorable]

doctoring and rescuing taking priority over thieving ferrets i see how it is

[ he's vaguely aware of who john is yep yep ]

good thing they don't do asbos here

[enarms]

[ oh hey, people know of him now, that's good to note. ]

Tough call but somebody's got to do it.

[ !!! ASBOs! an earthling - more than that, a British Earthling of his approximate time. exciting... ]

Yeah thank God. One's enough

[tailorable]

you've had an asbo???

[ somehow, he doubts the bog standard nhs doc has been given one. ]

not for nicking shit i take it

[ unlike SOMEONE in this convo. ]

[enarms]

Vandalism. Shouldn't technically have been my ASBO but the kid with the paint ran off and left me holding them

[tailorable]

fucking hell
sorry mate that's hilarious
i've literally never met someone who ACCIDENTALLY got an asbo

[enarms]

You're welcome, I'll give you a signature if you like

It was the National Gallery too. If you're going to get somebody else's ASBO, might as well do it in style.

[tailorable]

shit that's ballsy
tagging just north of the river's gotten a bit dicey. can't imagine going off at the national.

[ sometimes it's easy to forget that london is gone, along with the rest of the planet. ]

whereabouts are you from?

[enarms]

[ it's an interesting unifier, a shared world. once upon a time, John might have needled after the implications behind tagging just north of the river's gotten a bit dicey. now, it's just nice to hear from someone with intimate knowledge of anything from home, especially London. ]

Chelmsford originally. London now, West End. Baker Street. You?

[ now being relative, but that's fine. ]

[tailorable]

[ oh, he had him pegged as posh but Baker Street. my oh my. this might be the only time outside of Kingsman that Eggsy considers himself to share anything with some uptown doctor type. ]

peckham.
small (end of) world i guess.

[is he allowed to joke about that?? too late. ]

[enarms]

What year?

[ since we've climbed over the "the world's dead" hurdle now, might as well do a time check. ]

[tailorable]

2014. you?

[enarms]

2012. God, that's refreshing.

[tailorable]

[ !!! ]

reckon we’ve got the most overlap of anyone i’ve met so far
which ain’t saying much when half the english accents around here are faux brits from ren faires or outer space

[ apologies to the westerosi and space english xoxo but c’mon ]

[enarms]

Don't, they get me every time.

[ oh!!!! a brit!!!! oh no she's a literal olde worlde pirate. a brit!!!!!! no, a magician from somewhere dragons happen. a brit!!!!!! YES. from the 1800s, can teleport. fuck. ]


Jesus. London within 2 years. What are the chances, really

[tailorable]

couldn’t do the maths even if i wanted to

[ it must be infinitesimal. they could even be from the same London, at this rate — probably not, of course — but it’s a nice thought. ]

i’m eggsy unwin.
it’s really good to meet you

[ what an oddly reassuring thing it is to meet someone from home (as good as, anyway). ]

[enarms]

John Watson. Likewise.

Pub sort?

[ some people aren't the Pub Sort, but if Eggsy is? it's an open invite. John'll buy him a drink for existing ]

[tailorable]

fuck yes.
let me know when you want a break from managing the lost and found.

[enarms]

If we were going by want I’d have been at the pub three hours ago.

Meet in a couple of hours? I’m hoping you’re Olympia-based

[tailorable]

are any of the proper brits in wyver?

[ the jungle isn't their style. ]

i'll be around then

[enarms]

Great. [ insert his favourite pub's name here ]? It's a few streets south of the marketplace.

[tailorable]

good shout.
my guard shift ends at 6
& i've got an adidas snapback on btw

[ for recognition purposes. ]

[enarms]

[ christ... peak london lad, incredible. ]

Thanks. I'll see you there

[tailorable]

[ just u wait. ]

see ya 👌

[ he shows up slightly late in guard blacks (ft. a gold olympia pin on the collar) and, as promised, the adidas snapback. otherwise, he appears to be in decent shape barring the bandages on his right hand that continue up under his sleeve, not unlike miss carter's injury. ]

[enarms]

[ well, he's certainly not difficult to spot. John waves upon seeing him, already propping up the bar and sipping at a house ale. there's another sitting in wait, and John pushes it vaguely in Eggsy's direction: it's his. ]

Eggsy? [ slightly overprounced, "Egg-see." ] Hi.