[network] @jwatson; text; Day 416 [open]

[jumpthegun]

Is everyone awake and alive out there? We woke up last night, but I saw that obituary with all the odd blocks and symbols. Could we take a roll call? Was there more screaming? Sherlock, Mycroft, and I were all out.

Comments

[spoileralert]

maybe it’s been the right amount of time now?

[jumpthegun]

[That's troubling.]

Maybe, but she hadn't come back. As far as I know, these people are still alive. Gabriel is, at a minimum.

[spoileralert]

everything does sorta seem to be going to hell in a handbasket

[jumpthegun]

Hell in a static basket. The sky's just... I keep thinking those clouds are gonna be coming down soon.

[And the eyes will follow... along with the compulsion to murder.]

[spoileralert]

Oh, don’t be silly.





I’m sure it’ll be much, much worse than you think.

[jumpthegun]

You know, Steph, I don't think we even need the sun to come back. You're just a ray of sunshine yourself. Regular beacon of hope in the dark.

[spoileralert]

Thanks! I really do try.

[jumpthegun]

Are you really going to be all right on your own or do you have anyone you can meet up with?

[spoileralert]

I've been sticking close to the bunker, but the whole grouping up thing just hasn't been happening.

[jumpthegun]

Choice or circumstances? We can find someone for you.

[spoileralert]

A bit of both

Like I said, I haven't been straying far.

[jumpthegun]

Would it mean anything if I told you my mind would be more at ease if you'd find a group?

[spoileralert]

I mean I guess

if you're gonna be all worry-wart about it

[jumpthegun]

I'm a father, love. Sort of in the job description.

[spoileralert]

and I'm pretty sure complaining about it's in mine.

[jumpthegun]

[He scoffs to himself.]

Fair enough. Let us know when you've found a group to go with, yeah?

[spoileralert]

Yes, dad.