[Seriously, where would he be without a good dose of jack arse in the morning? John has no idea he's been comatose for the last two weeks either, which makes the snark so much better.]
A finger's a finger. Should I come over and collect?
[He might be a little mad. But he's also joking right now.]
Oh, I'm not sure that'd be a good idea. See, there's normal hands, and then there's hands made for elegantly sipping tea outta bone china cups. Also known as English hands. Mine are the former, and I'd really hate for you to damage your crockery 'cause of my fingers.
[He frowns, not annoyed, despite possible appearances, just thinking. Not that he's complaining, but awesome magical powers mean it was so easy finding the organ he doesn't remember exactly where it was.]
Our little office park, somewhere. Other than that, couldn't tell you. Why?
Re: [video]doctorsoldierNovember 8 2011, 15:09:36 UTC
I just finished searching the room. I really don't want to have to go looking through the Biodome. An arm will be all right to find. I'd really like my trigger finger back though.
Seems like there's a regular army of Good Samaritans willing to help out with limb-hunting. I'd stay away from the ones using dogs, if I were you. They might mistake your finger for jerky.
So someone might already have it. Fingers are easy to figure out. But I feel bad for any internal organs... Matching them to the proper person is going to be..
Could be. Go ask at Lost and Found, and take your buddy with you. And, uh, I won't enquire as to why he'd be so chuffed about the opportunity to play snap with people's kidneys, or whatever it is you think he'd get a kick out of.
[...hey, hang on, that last bit just sank in.]
Hey, you're welcome. I'm happy to provide your daily dosage of mockery any time you like. Free of charge, even, for the time being.
[There's a pause, in which he continues to look innocently eager to help, then he grins and holds up his hands.]
They're both attached to me, though.
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A finger's a finger. Should I come over and collect?
[He might be a little mad. But he's also joking right now.]
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[They might be small, but John's still got quite a bit of meat on them.]
And you know, I might just kill for any sort of tea cup that isn't pink and flowery.
Never thought I'd say this, but I could really some dishes that aren't themed for a ten year old girl.
[Crap. He's talking like you're mates. Haha!]
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So what did you end up losing?
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I guess it's not vital, whatever it is.
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[He leans closer to the screen.]
You should keep that a little safer. That organ there regulates your white blood cells!
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[He probably could sound a little less bothered. If he really tried, anyway.]
Well, I suppose I better run it under the tap sometime before next week, then.
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[John has removed many a ruptured spleen from wounded soldiers in his career.]
Wait. Where did you find it?
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Our little office park, somewhere. Other than that, couldn't tell you. Why?
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[Now really, Doctor John? Language.]
So someone might already have it. Fingers are easy to figure out. But I feel bad for any internal organs... Matching them to the proper person is going to be..
Huh. Well. Sherlock might be happy about that.
Thanks, Gabriel.
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[...hey, hang on, that last bit just sank in.]
Hey, you're welcome. I'm happy to provide your daily dosage of mockery any time you like. Free of charge, even, for the time being.
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And for the information. If you see any fingers or arms, give me a ring will you?
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