[log] Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary [closed]

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Characters: John Watson, Sherlock Holmes, Mycroft Holmes, Royce Melborn, Alfie Solomons
Location: Building 29
Date: Night 281
Summary: Team meet-up turns to grieving when Mary is lost to an anomaly.
Warnings: Character death, dissociation, hallucination

[A small shed outside the school, going inside reveals sports equipment is being stored in here. There are hurdles, various sports balls, giant mats, and the like. There's nothing that could be used as a weapon, though, unless you're going to try to hurl a basketball at someone's head. This is the only place on the campus it's possible to stay in overnight.]

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[John draws in a sharp breath and bites his lip hard. His hands ball into fists, holding tight enough to put little red crescents into his palms. Crying isn't going to help anything, but he keeps coming close to it. Not alone. He's not alone.

Even if he should be.

It takes a long few moments for John to master himself and beat down the sob that wants to come out.]

Gonna try to sleep. [Try being the operative word here as he shifts to lying down, resting his head on his pack.] Talk to you in the morning.

[howdull]

[He wouldn't have minded if John cried, Sherlock feels a little like doing it himself, but this is probably better.]

Goodnight, John.

[He might sleep later if the morphine hits in too strong, but for now the time alone will let him grieve in his own way.]