WHO:
sh_consulting and
flotillaborn (and maybe John Watson later)
WHERE: Sherlock's MAC apartment
WHEN: The day after thanksgiving.
WARNINGS: None~
SUMMARY: After Tali wakes up, and is checked over by John, the good doctor leaves for groceries and Tali is left with the questionable company that is Sherlock.
FORMAT: Para and then maybe quicklog.... anything goes!
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we'll be here when the fog clears )
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She awoke on the couch with a dreary groan -- her head ached -- and did her best not to panic, trying to remember where she was. Someone's strange apartment, she remembered the doctor, and -- oh.
Tali pushed off the edge of the couch and wandered over to where Sherlock was pouring over his equipment, raising a three-fingered hand in greeting.
"Mr...Sherlock, right?"
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He didn't even blink.
"Sherlock, yes." There was a pause as he reconfigured his brain away from his experiment and back into forced social niceties.
"Tali, correct?"
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She didn't move to peek at his experiments - Mordin had never appreciated it - but instead, leaned with one hip out and her arms crossed over her chest. "And that's -- it, really. I don't want to interrupt."
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He did, however, pull himself upright, looking over the mess of equipment that had spread over his table, and, in some instances, onto the floor.
"Ah, well, it's nearly complete. Just a few last calculations."
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