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@godsend, text, Night 308 (post Will and John's blow up)

[termineur]

[ Having seen the mess on John's recent info post, Gabriel wasn't sure whether to check in on either Will or John, or both of them. He thinks Will has a point, but John has been treating him with respect and consideration lately, and he appreciates that. He eventually sends John something of a compromise, giving him 'good news' he's been holding onto. ]

Hey. My mania symptoms disappeared yesterday, so don't worry about finding a donor for me. Not sure if I can help out with any transfusions myself considering my blood type, but let me know if there happens to be anyone.

[jumpthegun]

[It takes a while for John to calm down and actually get back to responding to messages after the fight with Will. It's a minor relief to know that Sylar's symptoms have dissipated, at least. It makes him less dangerous.]

Good. If they come back, let me know, and I can see about getting you started on some medication early for the mania.

@theiceman, audio, late night 309

[holmesice]

[It's late, but he doesn't care. He's hoping he won't be answered anyway.]

Good evening, John. I must apologise for my recent actions and any distress they may have caused you.

[He was only doing this for Sherlock, he wouldn't reveal his location to him unless he made several apologies.]

Morning 310

[jumpthegun]

[It's not answered until the next morning.]

Yeah, I'm sure Sherlock told you, you must. [There's a hard edge to his tone.] Apologize to Mary if you haven't already. She's the one you hurt. And if you do anything like that again... well, we already talked about that. Imagine I'll be seeing you soon.

@whatisthis | Day 308 | Audio

[godsspeed]

Dr. Watson? It's Jimmy Novak. I don't think it's turned up in the obituaries yet, but Castiel had a run-in with an anomaly a few days ago and, uh. I'm back again, for now.

Anyway, I wanted to check in with you and let you know that I'm doing alright, since it's been a while. And say thanks, for talking to Castiel about his memories like I asked you to. I didn't catch a lot of that conversation, but I know he spent a lot of time thinking about it.

[jumpthegun]

[Oh, god. This isn't a great time for him. John's on his own at the moment at least.]

Uh, Jimmy. You're... right. Um... good to hear from you again. As far as the circumstances go. I'm happy I was able to talk to him. So, what have you caught about what's been going on?

@309_W1C_2DZ; audio; evening

[howdull]

John, I'm bored.

[howdull]

John.

[howdull]

John.

[howdull]

Every second you don't reply is utterly intolerable, this house is awful and the time is dragging. What use are you as a friend if you aren't going to entertain me in my greatest hour of need?

okay done now

[howdull]

JOHN!

Around night 329-330, text, @superbia

[sharktrash]

[ Congratulations, John. It turns out that kicking Squalo's ass that one time has somehow landed you in the "trustworthy" rather than "dead" cathegory, so here he is, hitting you up at some ungodly hour. ]

Hey

hey

doc




i need a favor


[ "How have you been" would have been nice for starters, but what are social cues. ]

[jumpthegun]

[Squalo, why?]

What's happened? Are you hurt?

action;

[howdull]

[After the conversation with the Joker about having Harley with them, Sherlock meanders over to John.]

It might be wise to engage some additional muscle to help protect Ms. Quinn when we collect her. Might I suggest your friend Bucky, we've met now and we can coexist amicably enough.

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[John stares for a long moment.]

Amicably. As in you don't talk to him, ever, just exist in his general vicinity?

[Because that's about all the Pit might have told them.]

@librarian; text; Day 343

[cahooted]

I'm sorry, John.

I don't know what else to say, I wish I did.

Thank you for trying to stop me.

[jumpthegun]

[John considers how to answer this for a long time before actually replying.]

This place messes with our heads, Flynn. You don't have anything to apologize for. I'm just sorry I wasn't able to do a better job of it stopping you.

@bucky; text; night 351

[advanced]

You free to talk?

[jumpthegun]

Yes. Is something the matter?

@dickcheese, audio night 381

[headjacked]

...hey, um.

Don't know -- dunno if you're going to get this, or. Maybe you're back and you're just laying low, for whatever reason. ...I can probably think of a couple reasons. And if you're mad at me, I get it. Just. Whenever you can, get back to me, just so I know you're okay? Okay.

Sorry. Just -- fuck, I'm sorry. Please be okay.

[not here]

[jumpthegun]

[Unfortunately, this is going to go without answer for a good long while, even after John does return from the dead.]

@bucky; text; evening 383

[advanced]

[He's seen John's post and he knows this won't get an immediate reply, but he's sending it anyway.]

Welcome back, idiot.

Call me when you can see this.

Day 387

[jumpthegun]

I can see everything again. Sorry that conversation ended a little bit differently than I was expecting.

@Mnemonsyne; voice; Day 383

[bookofnope]

[Beckett wasn't going to do this on the network, anyway, and by the time he gets down what he wants, or can, say to John, he knows he might not be getting a reply for a while. In a way that makes it easier. He's always been one to delay the inevitable, hasn't he. Say his piece and not stick around. Run away.

Fine. He'll take it.]

I don't know when you'll see this, but I didn't want to wait. [Liar.] I'm also quite well aware of how useless apologies are here, but I wanted to offer one anyway. What I did do you was inexcusable and I wish it was possible to take it back. In lieu of that... well, I can only offer myself up to your judgment. Whatever I can do to make right. If you truly believe I'm too dangerous to be around others...

[Is he looking for excuses?]

Day 387; voice

[jumpthegun]

I think you're too dangerous to be around anyone who's gravely injured. Particularly if you care about them. I'm not gonna come after you, Beckett. Not when it's been nearly two weeks. But you need to ask Al to put you in his guide. You're not someone who can be fully trusted, especially where there's blood involved.

@dickcheese, audio day 394

[headjacked]

[ He never did get a response, even though John's out and about on the network, and... maybe not 'okay', but alive? Maybe that's an important distinction. Maybe that's a dumb question.

Maybe he shouldn't be here, but it needles at him, painfully, until he can't ignore it and it bulldozes past his reasonable brain.

That's why he gets a message, as ass o'clock in the morning. ]

Are we done talking? Like, forever?

[jumpthegun]

[It's ass o'clock, but John doesn't sleep terribly well. Like most of Norfinbury.]

I responded to you and Enoch. [Enoch is the only one who'd replied back and John... hadn't gone out of his way to reply to Rhys specifically.] I'm glad you're healed. [His tone is entirely neutral.]

@bucky; audio; morning 419

[advanced]

[He's spent much of the night awake and worried after that unusual conversation, usually it's him hanging up abruptly and not John. Which is why he's calling back as soon as dawn hits.]

You damn well better still be alive.

@jwatson; audio

[jumpthegun]

Alive. T-t-talk more at shelter. Tonight.

[Sorry, Bucky. It's really cold, and he needs all his focus not to just lay down in the snow and let himself freeze.]

@LELRIC; audio; afternoon 432

[armoured]

[He's not a fan of Dr. Watson, but sometimes needs must.]

Excuse me, Dr. Watson? If you're free for a moment, I need to talk to you.

[jumpthegun]

[There's a pause before the reply as John has to pause in walking and pull out his tablet. If it's Alphonse Elric contacting him, that means it's something serious.]

I'm here, Al. Is someone hurt?