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[devoutish]

Yeah?

[That's it, that's all you get.]

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[devoutish]

Where are you going, really? East?

[ecks]

I have been going east for a long time
I am still going east

[devoutish]

Are you on a mission?

[ecks]

we must find dolls to open the next door and find the center of the spiral

[devoutish]

That's important. Keep doing that.

[ecks]

I know that it is important
what are you doing that is important?

[devoutish]

Gathering supplies for you lot.

[ecks]

you are coming here with supplies?

[devoutish]

It's likely, yeah. But you'll be moving away from us.

[ecks]

but you can bring the fake animals here

@jwatson; voice; Day 181

[jumpthegun]

[John's a little breathless as he's jogging when he contacts Alfie. He knows full well the other man won't be able to do anything himself, but there's a chance, with his trading business...]

Alfie, is there anyone you know of in the hospital right now? Anyone down that way in the ice tunnels. I need someone to get to the aquarium immediately.

@ASolomons; audio

[devoutish]

What's wrong?

[jumpthegun]

[That's not an answer, Alfie.]

Sherlock and Sylar - Gray - Taylor. Bloody hell. His name's Gabriel Gray, he goes by Sylar. Zane Taylor is one of the people he murdered. He's attacking Sherlock.

[devoutish]

Fucking hell, Watson.

[STOP HANGING OUT WITH SERIAL KILLERS IF YOU DON'T WANT THEM TO SERIAL KILL YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS]

No, I don't know of anyone there now.

[jumpthegun]

[He doesn't want to hang out with him, but it's for the greater good and Sherlock said so! GOD!]

Damn it! Fine. Fine! I'll figure it out- Sherlock's a good fighter. He's a good fighter. [That's definitely said more to himself than to Alfie. How good a fighter is he when he's distracted and Sylar might have a hidden weapon?]

Don't tell anyone, please.

[And he hangs up abruptly. Sorry, Alfie. John's a little stressed just now.]

And about three hours later...

[jumpthegun]

He's all right. Both of them are. Sylar backed down when he couldn't take Sherlock down straight out.

Sorry I snapped at you.

[devoutish]

Why are you using text?

[He's on to you, buddy.]

[jumpthegun]

[Why do you hate text so much, Alfie?]

Because Sylar is still here.

[devoutish]

You got to them, then. What's happening now? What are they doing?

[jumpthegun]

Sherlock actually walked out after getting Sylar off. He met me in the snow and we started back north together. Sylar contacted me after they'd got done fighting to say Sherlock was on his way.

Sherlock's over here with me and Sylar's throwing his own pity party in the corner after I clocked him and gave him a talking to.

[devoutish]

If we catch up to you.

[devoutish]

Where are you now? Can you go off into a room on your own without them going at each other's throats again?

>voice

[jumpthegun]

[John looks around.]

They're both behaving for the moment. Gift shop's glass. Just a moment.

[He gets to the gift shop and focuses his attention outward on the two men as he switches to voice. John sounds less agitated than before, but he's certainly still tense.]

You really have got a thing about text, haven't you?

>voice

[devoutish]

There is no fucking reason to use it if you don't have to.

Did you really hit him?

>voice

[jumpthegun]

[Sherlock would disagree, but whatever.]

Of course I did. It's the least he deserves.