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[Knocking on Sholmes' door Sunday morning. Like. Definitely too early for him.]
Good morning, Mr. Sholmes. Are you awake?
Good morning, Mr. Sholmes. Are you awake?
[.....]
[There is snoring coming from inside the room.]
[Terrible.]
[There is snoring coming from inside the room.]
[Terrible.]
Edited (MY SEASONALITY MIND) 2021-09-26 18:00 (UTC)
[Knocking again even harder. The sun is up so it's time to get up, bitch.]
...Iris.........mmmhm. Stop.......five more minutes..........
[There's the sound of someone turning over on the floor. He doesn't have the bed. Rika has that.]
[There's the sound of someone turning over on the floor. He doesn't have the bed. Rika has that.]
Mr. Sholmes! Your tea is growing cold.
[She's meaner than Iris. . . ]
[She's meaner than Iris. . . ]
[...]
[Just a mumbling of "blasted tea" from near the door, and then finally, a very bleary:]
What....?
[Just a mumbling of "blasted tea" from near the door, and then finally, a very bleary:]
What....?
Good morning. Isn't it better not to sleep all day?
[She's standing outside, dressed, with a tray of breakfast - probably just some very basic eggs and toast - and tea.]
I thought you must be famished, given how late in the morning it is already.
[She's standing outside, dressed, with a tray of breakfast - probably just some very basic eggs and toast - and tea.]
I thought you must be famished, given how late in the morning it is already.
[He's going to open the door and peer through it like this.]
.....Madam, you must be mistaken. It is far too early in the morning. Allow me some more sleep, if you would please....
.....Madam, you must be mistaken. It is far too early in the morning. Allow me some more sleep, if you would please....
Oh dear.
[Her innate pity for this man is beginning to win out over her bossiness.]
What would I say to Iris if I let you waste away.
[Her innate pity for this man is beginning to win out over her bossiness.]
What would I say to Iris if I let you waste away.
Tell her that. I am but a withered flower in the midst of wilderness, never fated for the vitality I once held so sweetly....
[He's devolving into mumbling, here.]
[He's devolving into mumbling, here.]
That's dreadful. But I'm sure once you have a meal in you you will feel much better.
...
[Snaking out a hand to grab a piece of toast and he is attempting to close the door. Bye. NOW YOU SEE WHAT IRIS HAS TO DEAL WITH.]
[Snaking out a hand to grab a piece of toast and he is attempting to close the door. Bye. NOW YOU SEE WHAT IRIS HAS TO DEAL WITH.]
[Blocking the door with her foot so she can force him to take the whole tray.]
[Blearily:]
Miss Susato............
[...]
[But he does take the tray? Success? TRYING TO RETREAT?]
Miss Susato............
[...]
[But he does take the tray? Success? TRYING TO RETREAT?]
[Well, if he is taking the tray, she will let him go.]
Eat well, Mr. Sholmes! There's much to do today!
Eat well, Mr. Sholmes! There's much to do today!
....Thank you.
[Comes the reply from the door.]
[I'm crying, he will probably sleep in for a few hours more unless she knocks again. I hate him.]
[Comes the reply from the door.]
[I'm crying, he will probably sleep in for a few hours more unless she knocks again. I hate him.]
[I assume Susato does need him at some point so! Several hours later! Here he is! As if he didn't want to sleep until 2pm!!]
Good morning, Miss Susato. Your breakfast was most welcome. Thank you.
Good morning, Miss Susato. Your breakfast was most welcome. Thank you.
[She really did just want to interfere in his life and make him eat breakfast.]
I am glad to see you in better spirits. I imagine there is very much to be done around here.
I am glad to see you in better spirits. I imagine there is very much to be done around here.
I do hope you had a good breakfast as well, my dear madam. And of course. The mysteries in this city are numerous. I have felt as if I only started to scratch their surface.
[And a pause.]
By the by, have you, perchance, examined that tower in the center of the city since the last time we talked?
[And a pause.]
By the by, have you, perchance, examined that tower in the center of the city since the last time we talked?
Not in detail. But those children told me they cannot get inside either. It was supposedly occupied once by scholars engaged in some sort of research.
Occupied "once"? Oh, no. Let me correct that. There's someone there engaged in research right now.
[yes this thread takes place before the npcs yes he knows this yes i hate him]
[yes this thread takes place before the npcs yes he knows this yes i hate him]
[Gasp!]
Incredible! How did you come to deduce that, I wonder?
Incredible! How did you come to deduce that, I wonder?
It was elementary, my dear Susato.
[And a pause as he puts his pipe to his mouth.]
I merely gave all my valiant attempts to opening that door, including slipping messages underneath it, and lo and behold, did the person inside grace me with an answer. We had quite a nice conversation.
[And a pause as he puts his pipe to his mouth.]
I merely gave all my valiant attempts to opening that door, including slipping messages underneath it, and lo and behold, did the person inside grace me with an answer. We had quite a nice conversation.
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