This isn't London anymore, is it?

[doctorsoldier]

Characters: John Watson + Anyone (Open)
When: September 7, afternoon
Where: Streets somewhere
Rating: PG?  Slanged up British cursing?
Summary: John's not thrilled

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[waverly_wiz]

"A doctor, Huh? We could totally use another one of those around here," came the voice of a teenage girl. She was smiling gently as she looked into the PCD video camera. It wasn't often that she made much of an effort to meet new people. She happened to be feeling... curious and open that evening.

[doctorsoldier]

John swallowed, flipping the mobile around until he saw the girl and blinked rather openly at her. Interesting. "Where's 'here' exactly?"

[waverly_wiz]

She looked into the camera, her chin propped up on the palm of her hand. "'Here' is called Adstringendum. Or Adstring. Or Ads, if you're short on time," she said matter-of-factly. "Some call it home, some call it home away from home. Some call it hell. Whatever. take your pick."

She wore a smug smirk, as if she'd just given him the secret of life.

[doctorsoldier]

"Sounds a bit daft to me," he murmured. Really, it did sound like a lead in to a new television program, the sort he and Mrs. Hudson would likely watch together.

[waverly_wiz]

"Well, coll it wot you will," she teased in her not-half-bad british accent, "but either way, it's something you're gonna have to get used to."