[003 + Video] DCI Gene Hunt

[alwaystheguv]

[Gene looks very half asleep and just a tiny bit confused because he knows something is probably going on but honestly? He can't be arsed to actually get up or anything. Hence why he's still sitting on the edge of his bed lazily despite a missing roommate.]I've lost a roommate, has anyone seen him? Short, annoying voice, dresses like a rent boy

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[couldbdangerous]

Did you check the closet?

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[alwaystheguv]

Good one, well hang on, I'll check.

[He takes a nearby shoe and conducts an experiment like the proper genius he is. He throws it at the closet door, waiting for any sort of reaction.]

... Nah, don't think so. He would of complained about the noise by now. Think he's gone. Any hunches where puzzle man?

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[couldbdangerous]

I must say I admire the ingenuity with which you set out to ascertain that. It was not, perhaps, entirely scientifically rigid, but suitable. Providing, of course, that he isn't in the closet and passed out or otherwise incapable of responding.

We shall operate, regardless, under the assumption that he isn't. I can't read minds, I'm afraid. Have a bit of a tiff, or is he just prone to wandering off?

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[alwaystheguv]

Both. He's always storming off over nothing but I don't think that was it, if it was then he would of made sure I was aware that I'd pissed him off. Always have to make a dramatic exit. I know he was here when I went to bed and now he's not. Doesn't take a genius to work out he left the room and its obviously he was in a hurry cause he didn't shut the bleedin' door.

[Sam usually did and that was probably why this was pissing him off. Anyone could of warned in and nicked from them! Well, Gene finally gives the room a good look around with his somewhat blurry eyes before pausing. The video screen flicks upwards to the sight of a vine hanging from their ceiling.]

Any idea what that's all about? After effects of the mud?

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[couldbdangerous]

I shouldn't think so, no. No, fine, hold on.[Sherlock flicks on his video feed. Much as he prefers to text, this is just faster. He's reclining on his bed, nice angle to give a good look around the room. Vines and roots and sundry vegetation seem to be par for the course this week. When he speaks, it's rather quiet, as though he's trying not to rouse someone

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[alwaystheguv]

When you live with Sam, you have to be a heavy sleeper. He never shuts up, you just gotta sleep through his ramblin's.

[And usually Gene can, even if Sam cried out his name before being pulled off by a giant monster, there's still 65% chance Gene would probably sleep soundly through it all.]

Enemies? Eh... well, I pissed off some uppity bird, some other blokes who wanted to show me his cock, another bloke who didn't like beer for some daft reason. That's it for me, don't know about Sam. He tends to piss people off a lot as well, bit of a know it all drama queen.

[Lets face it, they weren't popular guys overall.]

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[couldbdangerous]

Goodness, you have been busy. Well done you.

Foul play is an option, then, I suppose, though most of our fellow residents wouldn't be stupid enough to try to break into someone else's room and kidnap them. Suppose someone could've knocked and he could've been taken at the door, always an option; dangerous to theorise without data, but there it is.

[He moves to look out into the hall, which provokes a thoughtful hum.]

So, of the woman, the exhibitionist, and that rather reasonable-sounding fellow who didn't like beer, do you think any of them would be thick enough or crazy enough to try to get back at you by lifting your roommate?

I should imagine they'd be very disappointed if they did. Can't even be bothered to get up off your arse, not the most exciting outcome imaginable.

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[alwaystheguv]

Nah, none of them seemed daft enough or angry enough to pick a fight. If they did then they would of gone for me, not Sam. Doesn't fit together, might be something else though. Something that could take him without making too much racket.

[If he was taken, it must of been fast. And if the daft git had wandered off... then he was definitely going to kick his arse.]

Oi! Watch it mate. Why should I get up? He's the dozy git that got kidnapped again. And that's if he even got kidnapped. Might of gone off with a bird or-- nah that ones impossible. But still, I just woke up and I'm hardly in the mood to run around.

[He wanted to have breakfast and maybe watch some of that naff TV.]

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[couldbdangerous]

Oh no, Mr. Hunt, you seem to be operating under the mistaken assumption that I care. I do assure you that couldn't be further from the truth. I merely find it amusing. If someone is attempting to get a rise out of you, they've gone about it entirely the wrong way. I do agree that it seems unlikely that anyone has, in any case.

Hold on a moment, would you? I don't fancy the look of all that.

[Or rather, he doesn't fancy going out in it without his crowbar in hand. Not the most elegant weapon, perhaps, but perfectly suitable for its purpose.]

Don't suppose he's a habit of going for a bit of a morning wander? Run around the biodome or the rec room or the like? Out for food, perhaps?

[He bends to examine a leaf, sniffing at it and breaking a piece off to nibble upon thoughtfully.]

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[doctorsoldier]

You're eating plants now?

[John rolls over and then sits up, frowning slightly. There's sleep in his eyes and in his voice.]

Sherlock? Sherlock did we get a garden?

[No, likely not. Which meant-- Test. John groans and flops back down.]

Come back to bed.

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[alwaystheguv]

Frankly, puzzle man, don't care if you care or not. Why would I give two shits what you think of me?

[Gene really doesn't, the curly haired freak could say and do what he please. The only thing Gene cared about is that he might be able to find out where Sam is and Gene might not have to get out of bed for a while!]

Got food, doesn't do much in the rec room and not to my knowledge, usually wakes me up when he's up to have breakfast. No idea why.

[Gene pauses... Huh, interesting, there was that shortie from before who bandaged Sam arm? Huh, didn't take a master of deduction to work out they were a bunch of benders. No point in bring it up, they obviously both knew so he just ignored the poofters.]

Hows the leaf tastin?

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[couldbdangerous]

Bit busy at the moment, John. Idiot's gone missing as idiots do. Go back to sleep, shouldn't be long.

As for you, Mr. Hunt, either you do care or that protest you offered earlier was a stunning waste of energy -- and frankly, given the current circumstances, the latter doesn't seem like you.

The leaf is a leaf. Not a species I recognise, probably not edible, broadleaf vines, and shrubs; looks tropical, curious.

[And there's the crowbar and exit Sherlock. Into the hallway he goes, looking around curiously.]

I don't suppose you've had a look around in your common room to check for any signs of trouble? No, I'd imagine not. No matter, I shall be along shortly.

[doctorsoldier]

H-Hey! Oi, Sherlock! What happened to the 'coming as a pair' talk we had yesterday?

[John gets dressed as quickly as possible, hopping into his boots as he rushes after Sherlock. He's got the wrought iron curtain rod from the train in Wonderland in his hand a moment later and slips the knife into his belt.]

W-woah...

[The common room is overgrown.]

Are...are those strawberries?

[alwaystheguv]

Nah, no rush to check. I mean, he's probably not dead. I can wait till you lot get up here and you can do it for me.

[He knows Sam, he gets himself into these messes and he usually sticks it out till the danger gets too much and usually Gene has perfect timing. Same old, same old. Why worry?]

Look, while you two Marys hold hands and pick strawberries on your way, I'm gonna toss this cherry thing aside and get changed. See you soon.

[Now, have a lovely shot of bed sheets as he walks off and leaves you to it.]

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[couldbdangerous]

Charming.

Come along then, John. I do believe the fruit can wait. Honestly, you needn't tag along; I'm not going far. I don't follow you to visit patients.

[It isn't that he minds, really, it's just that if they start going absolutely everywhere together again he suspects it won't be long before they're at one another's throats over something or another.]

[doctorsoldier]

When I go to visit patients, I usually don't go armed and we don't have wild plants growing in our common room. And you're going on a case. You need me.

[He was Sherlock's assistant. The doctor frowned. Did Sherlock want him to stay? Not likely.]

That sounds like the charming Manc bloke. Same room as before. Keep up then.

[John felt like being snarky, so he was going to be. He'd collect strawberries later.]