[ 001 / video + action + text ]

[mistersex]

[ ACTION / VIDEO ]

[ The video feed turns on to show pavement! Familiar pavement to anyone who is near or has been near the hospital lately. As in the pavement is in front of the hospital and the video feed is up above it.

Why is it up above it? Because the person showing the video is standing on the roof of the hospital. There is a clearing of throat from the person holding the camera and a swish of a coat before it switches to text. ]

[ TEXT ]

Dear City of Asgard,

I have been brought to you in a time of crisis. My own personal crisis that is. You see, a dear friend of mine is dead. Without him, I do not think I have the will to live anymore and despite being brought to this city to help these Gods, I can't find it in me to try. So I think it would be best to end it right here before I can become troublesome to anyone here in this city. Aside from this here, my final will. Ironic, is it not? To be given a fresh beginning in some place I never wanted to be and deciding to cut it short immediately. Nevertheless, I'm going on here so my final words are these.

Sherlock Holmes, I hope you will be happy.

Best Regards,
JM

[ and yes, that is all very much public. now, you can either text him back and/or try to get this madman off the roof. what will you do? ]

Comments

[Action]

[learninghumanity]

[Skulking about on the rooftops of Asgard has been a passtime of Laura's since she got here. With a murderer on the loose, however, that's only increased.

When she notices the man on the hospital roof, she moves in as quietly as the shadows she can now wield.]

action;

[mistersex]

[ he's a new arrival! that much might be obvious from the folded up letter in his hand and his slightly disheveled suit. After his text to the city, he unfolds the letter and reads it over before tucking it away in his coat.

Staring at the pavement now and considering things. ]

action;

[learninghumanity]

[Laura's grasp of her shadow manipulation is limited, but she's managed to form the most basic of constructs with it. Claws are the most natural. She has managed to create a simple mitten-like shape, and she's ready to employ that if necessary. Laura's reflexes are nothing if not well trained.

She moves in closer, still keeping quiet. There's no sense in startling him. It's not like she has any idea of what to say to talk him out of suicide anyhow.]

text;

[mistresses]

[ hidden, locked, unhackable, and full of asskissing ]

100/10.

[ better than a 10/10. Moriarty exceeds all expectations, of course. ]

text;

[mistersex]

[ oh how he enjoys asskissing ]

Why, thank you, Miss Adler.

text;

[mistresses]

You are more than welcome, Mr. Moriarty.

[consults]

Is this your new act, Moriarty?

SH

[mistersex]

I call it "Act Two".

[consults]

You don't waste time in trying to give me a bad name. Putting yourself as the victim again, how unoriginal.

SH

[action/text]

[doctors]

[ he's there, but he's watching from afar. there's a person up on the top of the hospital - a scene that he's much too familiar with. but this is different. that isn't his best friend, it's his enemy. ]

You're not fooling anyone.

[mistersex]

[ you're truly a wonderful man, John ]

And if I do it?

[audio]

[parasiteye]

--Well?? Come on, you gonna do it or not?

text;

[mistersex]

I'm waiting for a friend.

[action]

[aeterno_arma]

[Laurent was in front of the hospital already, taking care of the giant plants, so he noticed the man standing up there quickly. He walks inside the hospital and all up to the roof, making sure not to scare the man and keep his distance when eh finally face him.]

Sir...I don't really think this will worth it.

action;

[mistersex]

[ glances behind him and holds his arms out ]

Why not?

TEXT.

[octet]

If only all of the newcomers 8roadcasts would 8e so entertaining.

text;

[mistersex]

[ considers: to play the helpless depressed newcomer OR to y'know, be a dick

:|a ]

How do you mean?

text

[judgmental]

Perhaps I should inform you that the dead are returned to life here, in case no one else has told you already.

[Not that he's exactly trying to help.

He recognizes Sherlock's name. He doesn't care for Sherlock Holmes, but then, he doesn't really care for most people.]

text;

[mistersex]

[ oh how delicious ]

Then... this is really all futile, isn't it?

text

[ex_doglord309]

It must have been a deep relationship you had with him. I'm sorry to hear that. But you really should come down.

text;

[mistersex]

It was truly quite deep. I can't really explain how much it meant to me.

But why? What's the point?

text.

[moribundity]

[ Well. This is definitely something Minato can't ignore. ]

Please don't.

text;

[mistersex]

Why?

[ Two words: Please don't. Not what he expected. Well, he expected a 'don't' and maybe a 'do it' to follow but the 'please' is interesting.

It gives him enough to know who he's working with. A good guy. An angel. ]

[ text ]

[entreats]

So, did you jump already?

[ It seems a bit cold and to the point, but it's actually a little more deadpan - as if she isn't entirely sure if this guy is really planning on jumping or just some sort of attention seeker, she wouldn't be surprised. Besides, she's been in that sort of situation before and she wouldn't even have thought of actually writing that down.. ]

text;

[mistersex]

I realized there wasn't a point anymore.