Jul 12, 2011 09:57
[The barge's newest camwhore is lazily lounging in his chair, dressed to the nines. As usual. He steeples his fingers together as he addresses the camera.] Well, I suppose this isn't too much of an inconvenience. I'm dead, yes? And this whole place, this vast, impossible place...is where I am supposed to get my redemption.
Please tell me if I've gotten that part correct. I do hate to be misinformed. [There's a pause as he sits up, seemingly unconcerned.]
But, not only have you graced me with [chuckle] such an accommodating cabin, you've given us plenty to do to take our minds off the fact that we're...well, in a prison.
[But now he gets excited.] And, you've given me my friend. Twice, even. And his [Oh so disdainfully:] pet.
Jim Moriarty. It's a pleasure.
[Private to Sherlock. His Sherlock.]
Come and find me.
[OOC: As clarification, I'm going to say that he's been here since he was officially accepted, but his bad luck was an inability to get his communicator to work correctly. So he just gave up and began just reading instead. Now that he's sure that it's over (and now that he's seen both Sherlocks plus John), he's going to try again. He's kind of gotten used to this place slowly, either staying in his room or going out when there's no one around.]
boooooooored,
crazy as a loon,
come and play,
sherlock never calls