an unethical rush.

Something bothering you? Easy now -- I'm Doctor John Watson. I'm sure you wouldn't have visited unless you needed assistance? Oh... Wait, are you looking for Sherlock? Well, in that case, the job must be interesting -- For your sake or his, we'll just have to see. {An independent John Watson ROLEPLAY blog under BBC Sherlock. Also a not so secret armed forces appreciation blog.}

[sociopathic--tendencies-blog]

{licks his lips and looks up from his phone} They are sealed. The germs are not going to get out unless it is broken. {moves up from his spot to the kitchen, standing behind the other} I fail to see why this is still a problem…

[unethicalrush-blog]

Well, yes, I know they are sealed! I see them right there. I'm not blind, you know. {John opened the fridge again, letting the detective survey its contents himself.} But there isn't anything else in here to use, and I am not using severed human pieces to make a meal. So that, Sherlock, is a problem.

[doctornumbereleven]

Unethical--rush started following you!

“Hello! I’m the Doctor, just the Doctor. Pleasure to meet you!”

[unethicalrush-blog]

With the cheerful smile from the young woman, John couldn't restrain the grin that he too came to share. "Just the Doctor?" he began with a hint of confusion, though he decided not to press on. Perhaps it was just a nickname she fancied herself with. "It's John Watson, also a doctor," the man began with a small laugh before holding his hand out in front of him. "It's really a pleasure to meet you, too."

[wesleyandcompany]

[wesleyandcompany]

He’ll live in my flat then! But he’s staying and that is that! 

[unethicalrush-blog]

{John nodded in acknowledgement.} Alright, alright, if he's staying with you then I have no objections! {And, of course, he's quite pleased enough knowing he wouldn't have to worry about caring for a badger and the childish detective he had the unfortunate pleasure of living with.} You can keep Little Sir for as long as you'd like without a word from me.

[sociopathic--tendencies-blog]

I’m trying to save the world, John. I don’t have time to make my own food. {takes out iPod and sits down on the couch}

[unethicalrush-blog]

Save the world is a bit of an exaggeration, even for you. {Still, even after he lets out a frustrated complaint, he walks towards the kitchen and open the fridge.} Mhm, well, considering what you've decided to not trash, would you like a jar full of fingers or a package of toes. {And he shuts the fridge only to turn around sharply with a glare.} Both great choices, I'm sure.

[wesleyandcompany]

[wesleyandcompany]

Well…that depends on your opinion of Little Sir. 

You should expect some very bitter days ahead of you insist on kicking him out.  

[unethicalrush-blog]

You do realize that our flat couldn't possible be deemed to be a safe environment for a badger, right? He'd die within the first few hours with Sherlock's experiments.

[sociopathic--tendencies-blog]

John, we should make some food.

[unethicalrush-blog]

#And by we #I mean you ...You're completely capable of making your own meal, Sherlock, may I remind you?

[wesleyandcompany]

[wesleyandcompany]

I suppose it depends on your opinion of hedgehogs. It was meant as a compliment though. 

[unethicalrush-blog]

I never exactly expected you to leave me an insult, Wesley.

[wesleyandcompany]

[wesleyandcompany]

I am. You make a rather dashing hedgehog if I may say so. 

[unethicalrush-blog]

Um... {John raised a single brow, unsure of how to react to her words.} Thank you? {And he pauses, lips in a thin line as he thought.} I think?

[wesleyandcompany]

Aw John! He likes you too!

[unethicalrush-blog]

Are you comparing me to a hedgehog...?

[unethicalrush-blog]

Returned!

[sociopathic--tendencies-blog]

{Rolls his eyes with a huff and crosses his arms over his chest}

John, I’m not causes any harm to you computer, nor do I go look at your videos. Just… {sighs} My laptop is not with in reach and a few moments can make and break a case.

[unethicalrush-blog]

{John watches him warily, seemingly indifferent to the man's plight.} Do you even remotely understand how impossible you are, Sherlock?

[fuckcoconutwater-blog]

[wesleyandcompany]

You say that like I’d find an animal that I WOULDN’T like! Honestly! I think you’d know better than to let me wander off alone! I’m bound to find SOMETHING! 

[unethicalrush-blog]

That'd be silly of me... You like all animals, I know that, but I cannot and will not accept a badger. Or anything else for that matter. Mrs. Hudson is already uneasy with the idea of us housing bats, something I protested wholeheartedly to might I add! You can want them, but I'm afraid wanting them is the most you'll get while I devise ways to get Sherlock's pets out of this flat.

[unethicalrush-blog]

Returned!

[sociopathic--tendencies-blog]

I dropped acid all over the motherboard, John, I wasn’t downloading porn of busty Asian woman. 

Why does Mycroft do anything? He’s an annoying person who finds pleasure in butting into our lives. But… He did say something about how unhealthy it is for one person in a relationship to watch so much porn.

[unethicalrush-blog]

I didn't say you were, but a guilty conscience does have a way of coming through in speech. {But he knows Sherlock had made some sort of mistake with his ridiculous tests. Still, teasing the man for his actions didn't seem like a bad idea. He deserved it regardless.} Okay, that's enough! Would you and your brother both keep your hands off my belongings? There's a reason why I have my laptop and you have yours! {Quickly, John takes his laptop and slides it under his arm with a huff.} Won't you ever learn how to respect another man's property?

[wesleyandcompany]

I don’t know WHAT you’re talking about!

maybe 

[unethicalrush-blog]

Oh, no! Don't dodge the question. I can read the guilt all over your face! You found a badger you'd like, didn't you?

[lupercaliossss]

sherlock 1-10 // two places - the pool [1/2]

[unethicalrush-blog]

Returned!

[sociopathic--tendencies-blog]

If I do recall, you are the one who watches porn and causes the computers to gain viruses. The main reason the internet was out was because my dear, loving, brother wanted to help you.

[unethicalrush-blog]

What I do to my computer is hardly any of your business, and if I did download porn, I certainly wouldn't go and download it on your computer. If I recall, my laptop as well as yours went down, so, Sherlock, your argument is invalid. And why would Mycroft want to help me? 

[unethicalrush-blog]

wesleyandcompany replied to your post: Returned!

pssssst….badgers.

Is this another suggestion to get another pet, Wesley...