[network] @jwatson; Paranoia Strikes Deep [Night 246]

[jumpthegun]

Right. I just want to be clear given that obituary. I don't know you people. I've never met any of you. Yes, I've seen some of the logs and I've read through your guides, so don't bother telling me to do that. I don't know what the hell you're playing at or how you managed to get audio and video footage of me like that, but I'm not indulging you.

My name is Dr. John Watson. If you require medical advice, I can provide it. Otherwise, I'm a bit busy. Thank you.

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[holmesice]

I know you have no reason to trust me. [A sigh, like he can't believe he's doing this. Being pleased that John was alive has quickly turned into annoyance. And mild despair.]

My name is Mycroft Holmes, and I currently occupy a minor position in the British Government and work with security services. I need to take account of all citizens who have been stranded here.

>private; audio

[jumpthegun]

[Government immediately has John straightening unconsciously. He switches to private audio.]

That's a very vague job description, Mr. Holmes. To what end are you collecting these data? Are you in touch with the service?

>private; audio

[holmesice]

Let me put it this way, Doctor Watson.

It really is in your best interest to cooperate with me. I could very well be the person who is keeping you here.

And as to your questions, all will be answered in due time. Now where are you?

>private; audio

[jumpthegun]

[There's silence for a long few seconds. When John speaks again, he'll hear steel in the doctor's voice. His glare is almost audible.]

I don't cooperate with traitors and terrorists, Mr. Holmes. Piss off.

[He hangs up.]