*Starts device that will translate thoughts to computer*
After spending two days watching the biological material that I have nourished from the mummy grow, I have reached the conclusion that we are in some sort of poo I can't say bad words now because Myke, Holmes' brother, is reading my dispatches and I wish not to offend the fellow. Not sure if
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No need for the DNA Myke. I'm on the cusp of something here and will submit my report soon then I am coming home whether it be by Holmes' method or by train, I AM COMING HOME. I miss London; I miss my Aston Martin; I miss my estate in Surrey; I miss my labs, and I miss you and your laughter.
Dear, I sound like a petulant child, my apologies.
Doc your information on the master makes sense. I would've expected him to show himself by now. This has been to drawn out for one impatient such as himself. I am running some more tests and I have a hunch.
I reckon Holmes will be along later, with his ego properly deflated.
That's what he gets for listening to Watson.
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DAMN THAT WATSON! DAMN HIM! HE'S MADE A FOOL OF ME AGAIN!
I am most terribly sorry my dear brother. I shall go bury my head in the sand.
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You know what! Here's my report, you can write it. I'm going to go play Punchout and pack for London! I'll be in your TARDIS cab. :P .
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Very well, if I must suffer the bore of the old coots, then I shall drag Bones along with me, although she seems readily excited about the matter. You do know Bones does look rather endearing in drag, ahem, in a professional way of course. I'm rather impressed at the way she manages a three piece suit and wears her fedora.
Stodgy old coots.
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Stop by the Foreign office when you get a chance. We should do lunch.
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I do look forward to seeing you soon! Lunch sounds delicious and I have no qualms dressing in drag since it gives me an excuse to wear my fedora and granddad's fob watch. Perhaps we can give the wii a test drive then. Dear sir, you are hereby challenged to a Guitar Hero 3 duel, Metallica style! Exit light...enter night...take my hand...we're off to nevah nevah land.
I do miss our mischief and I will eventually beat you at thumb war!
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You are correct. Moriarty is far to impatient for this business.
Of course! Indeed! THE RING! THE CHAMELEON ARCH! THAT'S IT MY DEAR FELLOW! THAT'S IT! SHE'S CHOOSING TO BECOME A TIME LORD! OF COURSE! WHY DID I NOT SEE IT, ITS ABSURDLY SIMPLE! THAT'S WHY HER CODE IS CONFOUNDING!
I still wonder how she got in Bones' lab. Pity. Not my problem anymore. I shall leave that with Torchwood.
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