Dr. John Watson [book version] (
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Characters: 004 and John Watson
Location: Shopping District
Rating: Gen?
Time: November 20, evening
Description: 004 and Watson bump into each other, meister abilities are discovered.
Today was not as tiring as the day before, or even the ones before that (when he had to suffer through Kadaj most painfully). Many of the invalids in the clinic had already been discharged, and for the first time in what felt like so many days, Watson thought that he could finally take some time off to be on his lonesome.
Walking outside the clinic was often a challenge after a stressful period. His trauma made him recoil from people who accidentally stepped into his personal space. The clinic was more or less permanently gifted the services of that Shibusen technician who lent his calming abilities to the place, making Watson feel less anxious while around the man. Unfortunately, out here in the rest of the city, he was granted no such reprieve.
Vaguely, he wondered if this was how Holmes feels like regarding the use of morphine, and vowed to wean himself off the dependency when he was feeling less ragged. Eventually. For now, he was in search of a store still open to purchase a new tin of tea.
Location: Shopping District
Rating: Gen?
Time: November 20, evening
Description: 004 and Watson bump into each other, meister abilities are discovered.
Today was not as tiring as the day before, or even the ones before that (when he had to suffer through Kadaj most painfully). Many of the invalids in the clinic had already been discharged, and for the first time in what felt like so many days, Watson thought that he could finally take some time off to be on his lonesome.
Walking outside the clinic was often a challenge after a stressful period. His trauma made him recoil from people who accidentally stepped into his personal space. The clinic was more or less permanently gifted the services of that Shibusen technician who lent his calming abilities to the place, making Watson feel less anxious while around the man. Unfortunately, out here in the rest of the city, he was granted no such reprieve.
Vaguely, he wondered if this was how Holmes feels like regarding the use of morphine, and vowed to wean himself off the dependency when he was feeling less ragged. Eventually. For now, he was in search of a store still open to purchase a new tin of tea.
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He didn't take any particular notice of Watson, just passing by him on the street as he walked, his hands in his pockets.
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