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

[originallutece]

[No? Let her win?]

Darwin may or may not be angry at Dorian on a daily basis. His snake is a point of contention.

[enarms]

A snake? Jesus, the ferret's either brave or stupid, going up against a hippo and a snake.

Do you ever stop and pay attention to a conversation you're having?

[ because honestly... Christ ]

[originallutece]

Frankly, John, I stopped noticing the absurdity of things when I was nineteen and commissioned to build a flying city. It seemed easiest.

[enarms]

Rosalind. We were having a perfectly normal ridiculous conversation. Did you have to.

[originallutece]

Shall I talk to you more about Darwin and his empathetic abilities, is that better?

[enarms]

No, you're right, we're out of luck either way.

[originallutece]

And if we're going to be in that position, you might as well learn something interesting about physics, hm?

[enarms]

I might as well, yes.

[ does resignation translate via text? hopefully not ]

[originallutece]

There are people who would pay an exorbitant amount of money to hear the leading expert in parallel universes speak at length. And who have, frankly. I've written books, John. And yet here you are, sighing out your reluctance.

[enarms]

You don't know that I'm sighing.

[ he's sighing. ]

[originallutece]

Oh, sorry, are you not? Are you eager for it?

[enarms]

Sorry. Physics just isn't really my bag.

[ especially when it deals with parallel worlds, double especially not that when he's been told he's from a popular detective story, etc. ]

But I'm sure there will come a day when I'm really excited for a detailed lecture from your esteemed self. Not sarcasm.

[originallutece]

I hope not.

[That it wasn't sarcasm, that is.]

What /is/ your "bag", then? Beyond medicine and acting as an assistant to a consulting detective.

[enarms]

Is that not enough bags?

[ must he carry more bags? no, the question he meant to ask here is "how do you mean?", but he's not completely sure he's out of the woods with potentially offending a genius so instead he's going to force humour. ]

[originallutece]

Possibly. But if I'm to lecture you on something you're eager for, it'll have to be a subject with which I'm passingly familiar.

[Area woman has no idea how to socialize sometimes.]

[enarms]

You could just not give me a lecture, that way you don't have to scan my interests for a possible topic match.