Appointments

[theblogger]

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Games: Ataraxion and Luceti

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[notquiteheartless]

[A thousand.

But most of them were either about things not related to this current predicament-- questions about the life in London that an outside observer couldn't quite answer-- or else relied on information John didn't have or that he could find out for himself from the Guide John mentioned.

A good way to spend some of the promised week, he decided.

But there was one.]

What do you make of the place? Nothing technical or anything like that. Just you. Your impressions in the time you've been here. Instinct.

[He'd have time enough to explore for himself, but he wanted John's thoughts. John was so very good at taking in everything necessary... and bad at processing it himself.

...It was almost like before, asking that question.]

[theblogger]

[ There is a familiarity to that question, followed by the familiar hesitance of whether or not Sherlock is having him on. No matter what he says, it will pale in comparison to what Sherlock is capable of calculating. John is logical and intelligent, but he's no genius. How he truly contributes to the other man's processes has always been a mystery to him, and often Sherlock outright informs him he's been ridiculous or missing steps. Still... he won't deny the man an answer. ]

There's something definitely off about it. There's a lot of... mismatch, I suppose.

[ There's a brief squint as he tries to think of how to phrase an instinct. ]

Everyone I've met seems pleasant, over all, once you move past some of the stranger things. Even if we're supposed to be meant for war, though, I haven't seen a lot of soldiers and I've only met a few doctors. Mostly it seems more like a... A zoo.

[ Is that what you were looking for, Sherlock? ]

That's it there. O-- The building.

[ He gestures to the shape of the community house up the way. Just a bit further, Sherlock. ]