'Johnny boy' Watson

"People might talk.."Independent, young John Watson roleplay (Please read about page)

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 “I think I may have ate some mud.” The joys of playing his favourite sport in the rain John supposes. He’ll have a second shower when he gets in but for now - tea and sandwich at his favourite little coffeeshop.

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Stop the world 'cause I wanna... get off, with you

Arctic Monkeys 

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||★|| It doesn’t matter how well-to-do a bar is, John thinks. They all have that same stale, lingering smell. The counter tops, though somewhat clean, are still sticky and there’s always a suspect wad of dried gum stuck to the underside edge awaiting to ruin someone’s gladrags. 

This particular bar really takes the biscuit though and John is already regretting his semi-intoxicated decision. Sherlock would love this. He wagers there’s a cadaver in the backroom somewhere, lipstick smeared and cocaine tongued - okay maybe he’s being hanging out with the detective too much. He snorts to himself and turns to the nearest breathing person, who happens to look like he may be responsible for a murder or two actually.

“This place’s a dive.” He offers his unrequested opinion with an uncoordinated flail of the arm, almost hitting the man beside him.

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||★|| The Student Union had gone all out this year to ensure that the Olympic games were incorporated into campus, both in and outside of the lecture rooms. One would think there is no place for sports in the medical field but as John stares at the image of a horrific gymnast injury, it would seem the theme of the study is sporting injuries. Of course, he had seen his fair share of breaks and abrasions playing rugby. 

He passes the photograph along to the student beside him. “Christ, you wouldn’t think a break like that would occur from vaulting...” He comments, in an effort make conversation.

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||★|| Their clipboards must have been mixed up. That’s the only explanation he can come up with because the patient in this room is definitely not in their twenty’s. He’d garner a guess at the age of around ninety, possibly more... 

Wince.

Ward rounds have not got off to a good start. He smiles apologetically at the elderly lady and turns to catch another student passing.

“Um, Julian is it? You don’t have the charts for a ‘Mrs Forster’ do you?”

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30 Day Character Development Challenge     Day 3 || Scars 

John has a few very small scars on his arms and legs from rugby injuries, some are barely even visible.

His biggest scar to date is on his knee from when he fell off his bike as a child, skidding in the gravel. 

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30 Day Character Development Challenge      Day 2 || Prominent Features

Blond Hair: When John was very young his hair was almost white, it was so light but as he grew up, his hair darkened. Still, in the summer it is naturally highlighted by the sun and with it’s untamed style, it’s one of the first things most people notice.

Blue Eyes: John eyes are a mid-blue tone and betray many of his thoughts and emotions. He is very expressive without having to say much at all. 

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“Humans are animals,” said Sherlock with a forceful dismissiveness. 

“Stay to learn if you like but do try and stop being so dull.”

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||★|| Rude.

With a frown, John perches himself on a stool, rubbing his hands on his thighs as he peers over the boys arm. He notices then, how the skin around his wrist is almost translucent. Raising his gaze to the boys face, he sees a level of intense concentration that he has never seen on anyone else before. 

Just who is this boy...

After a short time of watching him work, John suddenly sees something that he recognises. The blood sample on one of the slides is a notable muddy-brown colour, something he has seen recently in a recent patient. 

“Methemoglobinemia.” He breathes. “That animal has been exposed to excess nitrates. Molly had a cadaver that was a victim of drowning and they had similar coloured blood since they ingested so much sea water.”

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He waited patiently for a response, raising a quick brow as he could see the man questioning his status. Not that it bothered Wiggins, he got that same look all the time.

A thin smile and Wiggins ran to catch up. He liked this guy. He’d called him ‘kiddo’ even.

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||★|| The streets are always busy in London so John makes sure that the boy is close by should he lose him in the crowd. Of course, he later berates his naivety, Wiggins probably knows how to navigate the streets better than he. 

The pizza place John picks is small and modest but he knows the individual slices of pizza it hosts, are some of the best in all of London.

“Is there any you like the look of, or do you want to try a few different ones?” He asks, having already decided on a Hawaiian Sizzler for himself.

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Harry’s gaze sharpened at the laugh. “You are remembering to stay on top of your studies?” Her eyes narrowed on him as she continued to place cookies onto the cooling racks. She knew John wouldn’t blame Sherlock for interfering citing some personal prerogative for being unable to focus. 

Letting it go after he agreed to Sunday she smiled and handed him a plate of fresh cookies from the pan. “These are your favorite if I remember correctly.” she winked at him and placed the baking pans into her sink. 

“Well as long as they don’t turn up in my tea I’ll be alright,” she said smiling fondly at her brother. She was just over the moon that he was here. Harry always felt a bit thrown that John wanted to be in her life. “I’m sure he’s alright, haven’t seen him since his promotion so I’m not quite sure.  

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||★||  John eyes the plate of cookies appreciatively. Harry is right, they are his favourite and if he felt so inclined, he would demolish the entire lot. They are just the right consistency, a crunch on the outside and then a sweet melt of gooey dough. Beats the supermarket variety any day.

“You spoil me.” He jokes, taking a far too greedy mouthful for effect, eyes twinkling with mischief. “Leave the washing up, come and sit down. Fill me in on all I’ve missed.”