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entranceway2012-03-05 09:46 pm
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[Video] Entry 001
[The camera flickers on, revealing John sitting up from being sprawled on the ground, holding his head. He groans, hissing to himself. From the grass around him, it looks like he's on the front lawn of the mansion. When he finally peeks through his fingers, the doctor notices the camera--likely his phone. He reaches for it, looking slightly perplexed when he realizes it's recording video--technology was never really his strong suit. He glances around, and when it's obvious he sees nothing familiar, he holds up the camera properly, looking into it with confusion, but resolve.]
This is John Watson, speaking. I'm currently in an unknown area and any sort of information would be... wonderful, thank you.
[The hinting of his military background dissolves slightly at the end of his request, and he gnaws at his lower lip as he observes his surroundings once more. Running a hand through his cropped hair, he mutters to himself;]
Well, one thing's for sure, this certainly isn't London...
[He then snorts in a self deprecating manner.]
Of course it isn't, John. Obvious deduction.
[He's speaking as if mimicking someone else chiding him, but the line of his mouth and the expression in his eyes is fond, if a bit sad, as he looks off. After a moment he remembers he's still on video. Clearing his throat, he fumbles with the phone uselessly a couple of times until the transmission finally shuts off.]
This is John Watson, speaking. I'm currently in an unknown area and any sort of information would be... wonderful, thank you.
[The hinting of his military background dissolves slightly at the end of his request, and he gnaws at his lower lip as he observes his surroundings once more. Running a hand through his cropped hair, he mutters to himself;]
Well, one thing's for sure, this certainly isn't London...
[He then snorts in a self deprecating manner.]
Of course it isn't, John. Obvious deduction.
[He's speaking as if mimicking someone else chiding him, but the line of his mouth and the expression in his eyes is fond, if a bit sad, as he looks off. After a moment he remembers he's still on video. Clearing his throat, he fumbles with the phone uselessly a couple of times until the transmission finally shuts off.]
[video] ooc: It's fine!
If Wonderland is without a doctor, I'll take up the mantel if needed. Currently assisting Sherlock is my priority--
[Because he just got his best friend back from the dead...]
--but I'll do the best I can.
[video] thank you, I am so so so excited for John <3
Of course. I didn't mean to imply that we're in a state of emergency, or even anything close--it's just a load off my mind.
ooc: Eep, thank you! I hope he meets your expectations!
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My name's Mark Meltzer. I'm in room three on the second floor.