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[devoutish]

Yeah?

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@jwatson, text, Morning 217

[jumpthegun]

Did you get the aloe vera I prescribed? Also, we're heading east again. Are you still heading west?

@ASolomons; audio

[devoutish]

[Sup, bro. Here's Alfie sounding exhausted and generally shitty.]

Just use the audio. If Sherlock is in the room, move to another.

[jumpthegun]

[John pulls a face.]

It's not about anyone being in the room. I spent yesterday being strangled. Multiple times. Consensually. Don't ask. It hurts to talk.

[He hopes that's enough to let Alfie draw his own incorrect conclusions and move on.]

[devoutish]

[Unfortunately, Alfie is absolutely not buying that, because...]

You used that excuse already. Sore throat, three days ago.

[His voice tightens.]

I don't know what's going on with you, but I am not in the fucking mood for these games today. Do you understand? Stop this and talk honestly, or don't contact me again.

[He hangs up.]

audio

[jumpthegun]

[John grits his teeth. He needs to talk to Alfie. His throat feels about like sandpaper after several days of training with Bucky. Ugh. He calls back.]

It was true three days ago. [He probably sounds like he's a 40-year-pack-a-day smoker at the moment. It feels like it, anyway.]

audio

[devoutish]

[... Well, okay. He wasn't actually expecting the sore throat to be true. He briefly wonders if Watson is faking, but something that rough-sounding is hard to fake convincingly.]

Right. Right, yeah, go back to text.

You're ill?

text

[jumpthegun]

No. I've been strangled the past few days. I'm not putting you on.

Did you find the aloe vera?

audio forever

[devoutish]

Yeah. It's helped. It was just a bit of a nip, that's all.

permatext

[jumpthegun]

Better to see it's taken care of before it becomes more than just a bit. Nice to know I can prescribe that, as well. Wasn't sure if the Admin would treat it like bandages. So, where are you?

[devoutish]

It's being taken care of.

[He sends two pictures, both close-ups of the lower half of his face. In the first, the skin around his eyes and the side of his nose is red and chapped - not bad enough to be dangerous yet, but bad enough to be worrying. It looks like skin that had been exposed to the wind and cold air while wet. In the second picture, things are looking better. His skin isn't back to normal yet, but it's not peeling anymore, and the reddening is slightly decreased. A thin sheen of aloe has been spread across it. The dark circles under his eyes, however, are present in both pictures, just visible along the top edge of the images before they cut off.]

First picture's from yesterday. Second one's from today.

[jumpthegun]

That's nice. I'd like to see how the rest of you and Royce are healing up.

[devoutish]

It's not necessary.

[jumpthegun]

Alfie, it's going to get awkward if you make me beg to see you.

[devoutish]

You've got no reason to need to see me.

[jumpthegun]

What if I want to see you?

[devoutish]

We can see each other over video.

[jumpthegun]

You know how you bothered me after Sherlock died in the morgue? It's not the same over the network.

[devoutish]

[No. It definitely isn't.]

Nah, we prefer a quiet house now.

[jumpthegun]

Alfie.

[Even in text, there's a Tone. He sighs in frustration to himself.]

Please. I know you don't want anyone around, and I'll leave it be if you tell me to, after this. Please just consider you were there for me when I needed someone. I want to repay the favor.

I also do still need to pick up part of that salt lick from you for the thing.

[The bomb, he means.]

[devoutish]

[Ugh, the salt lick. He'd forgotten about that, and he really does want to pass it on.]

Is it really supporting me if it's not what I want? Or is it feeding your need to feel helpful?

I'd rather talk over the tablets, when your throat is better.

[jumpthegun]

I think it can be both.

Why?

[devoutish]

Why isn't important. I fucking would, and that's that.

[jumpthegun]

Why's the most important thing here.

But what are we going to do about the salt lick? I also had a pair of handcuffs I wanted to give to you if you ever need them. Picked up a few extra sets at the police station.

[devoutish]

You wanna give someone like me handcuffs?

[This seems fake, Watson.]

[jumpthegun]

[John switches briefly to video to show off five pairs of handcuffs.]

A person like you might need them if we have one of those murder spree nights again. Or if you run into someone worse than you. If you're planning to clap them on me, we might have a problem, though.