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[jumpthegun]

You've reached Dr. John Watson. Please leave a message.

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[ninjainviolet]

I know someone like that. It is a little frustrating.

That might be true, but if you do things too much, someone is bound to notice. Do you think someone's noticed and is now keeping a closer eye on her?

[howdull]

I said I could work it out from here.

[He's a little touchy about needing help right now, what with his mind being so unreliable.]

Goodbye, John.

[Huff. And he hangs up.]

[jumpthegun]

Is that supposed to scare me? [John's voice is mild.] Death isn't an enemy as far as I'm concerned. It's just something that happens. Sometimes it's horrible, sometimes it's a relief. It just is what it is.

[John doesn't have much else to say about Stephen and Claire. He agrees with Kid.]

[jumpthegun]

We have a decent idea of the range of possible side-effects. We're not going into this blind, Lutha. Would you like a prescription?

[hangfire]

[Another long pause.]

is it from one of the stocks thats already gone low

its been a month or so since your last public update on that as far as i can recall

text

[jumpthegun]

Just because you've been in danger before doesn't mean I want you in more of it than you need to be now. Please find someone if you're not with anyone else, Sheena.

[jumpthegun]

It's a possibility. I'm still not sure what was going on between her and Mr. Miller when we were underground. It seemed like he was in charge of her, but he's told us she's his boss.

Could be he's reporting on her to some higher authority.

[jumpthegun]

No. Those are painkillers. This is a specialty drug that wouldn't fall under that category, even if it'll address your pain.

[And you're not getting a private update, Lutha.]

[hangfire]

understood

yes then

ill take it

[jumpthegun]

All right. The drug I'm going to start you on is called amitriptyline. You're going to have a starting dose of 75 mg/day. It'll be broken up into three pills each day. One in the morning, one in the afternoon, and one just before you go to bed. As a warning, it may take a few days, up to a week, for the medicine to start working. It's one of those things where you body needs to adjust to the drug and that might happen faster or slower depending on your particular body make-up.

I'll let you know as soon as I get a response from the ADMIN on the script. You'll be able to find it in the next house you search after that.

[hangfire]

you just swallow them right or is there a trick to doing this

[jumpthegun]

Just swallow them, that's right. I'd recommend doing it with water to make it easier on yourself. If you feel nauseous after the first few doses, try to take the medication with food. That should ease it. That's not one of the typical side-effects, but it's a possibility.

@hawkguy, audio, day 200

[awwnoun]

[ Because text hurts his hands and because he can't stop thinking about it, an hour or two after their conversation on the obituary, Clint calls John. ]

I know you're going to tell me you're fine, so you might want to just skip past all that, since we both know how it's gonna go. You okay?

@jwatson; text

[jumpthegun]

[John immediately switches Clint over to voice-to-text on his end. He'd rather not have Sherlock and Dug listening in.]

I'm dealing with it. Thank you.

[That's the polite dismissal, Clint. Take it while you can.]

[awwnoun]

[ Clint would text, but his hands hurt when he does. And he will not be deterred! ]

Dealing with it by not talking about it to anybody?

[jumpthegun]

It's a personal matter. Leave it be, Clint. You don't want to get involved.

[awwnoun]

I'm not trying to be nosy, man, I'm just trying to make sure you don't fracture into a million pieces because you think it's better to have a stiff upper lip.

[jumpthegun]

[Well, it's a little late for that.]

Why are you doing this, Clint? What do you get out of it? I'm functioning. It's good enough to help people and provide information for the moment. I'm not needed for anything else.

[awwnoun]

Did you seriously just ask me what I get out of making sure you're okay? Yeah, you got me! I get this weird kick out of trying to help my friends hurt less, isn't that screwed up?

[ So much sarcasm. ] You're needed for plenty else. Don't DS me. You're a grown-ass man, you know there are people here who care about you and not just the stuff you provide.

[jumpthegun]

[John bristles and considers just hanging up. He snaps, instead.]

I don't know what people really care about here. Who the hell even knows what's real anymore?

[He sends that an immediately regrets it. Lashing out at Clint isn't going to do any good.]

Sorry. I told you it's personal. Please just leave it alone, Clint. I'm not in a good place to talk right now.

[awwnoun]

[ There's a part of him that's warring with the other - push or leave it alone? He doesn't care if John snaps at him, he's used to being chewed out by people who are hurting.

Clint chews at his lip for a long moment. ]

You just don't have to do all this alone, is all. [ Clint says, quieter. ] I'll leave it, but you don't - I know I'm not your first choice to go to when it comes down to it but if you just need to vent at someone, that's what I'm good for.

Give yourself a break, alright? Please.

[jumpthegun]

[There's a pause long enough that it may seem John's just hung up. But Clint deserves to know. He really does.]

Sherlock faked his own death. He's been lying to me and everyone else since he got here and well before that.

[awwnoun]

[ Oh. Yeah, that's. ]

Fuck. I'm sorry. [ He kind of flounders for a second. ] What are you going to do?

[jumpthegun]

Nothing. What's there to do? I shouldn't even be angry at him. It is what it is. We still need to get everyone out of here. Sherlock will help with that.

[awwnoun]

You should be mad at him. I'd be furious. He's your best friend, you don't just fake your death like that, it - it's devastating. And when they come back it just feels cheap, like you hurt for no reason.