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Jessica, sie sind das essen und wir sind die JAGER
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May 13, 2013 09:56PM
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Sherlock: stop this bickering. Come on, then, both of you. Maybe we can use Anderson as a target.
Watson: Brilliant idea Sherlock. Come along then Anderson. And if the villain doesn't use you as a target I am sure Sherlock can use you for target practice.
((Jess, if I'm inactive for over 3 days you can RP Sherlock for me if you want?))
Sherlock: *gets into the cab* John, I'm not sitting next to Anderson, you sit in the middle!
Sherlock: *gets into the cab* John, I'm not sitting next to Anderson, you sit in the middle!
((molly is welcome to but in whenever she wants - even if it is via phone. John promises to always answer the phone when Molly calls - even if it is only to annoy Sherlock ))Watson: You can sit next to him Sherlock. I will sit next to the cabby
Sherlock: You sure about that? I'm not sure what's worse - death by murderous cabby or death by Anderson.
Cabby: *strange look*
Cabby: *strange look*
Anderson: Hmhmmmm, I'm here you know. Death by murderous cabbie would be quite terrifying though.
(ooer indeed)
Sherlock: *does that thing where he temporarily
forgets he's human* humans are so stupid sometimes! you're only going to get yourself in trouble. tsk, tsk.
Sherlock: *does that thing where he temporarily
forgets he's human* humans are so stupid sometimes! you're only going to get yourself in trouble. tsk, tsk.
Watson: I don't think your getting it... agh never mind. - and does anyone else feel like this is the longest cab ride ever?
*As they get out of the cab, they notice that there is absolutely no one outside the building. At all. Odd, since normally people would be streaming in if the movie had 15 minutes to start.*
*They enter the movie house with trepidition in their hearts. Watson looks over at Sherlock and just slowly raises an eyebrow at him. - what ever are they walking into?As they walk through the door they are assaulted with the smell of popcorn and butter. Yet inside their isn't a single person to be found. Not even the pimply teenager that normally sells the popcorn.*
Watson: Oh that's just jolly great aint it? I was so looking forward to the popcorn on this trip.
[Nooooooooo Em you can't leavvvveeeeee. Just spend a little less time on Tumblr. Sherlock can be like your Tumblr rehab]



