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[confidente]

Sorry I can't get to the phone right now. Leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.


( ooc; feel free to leave as many messages as possible, be them text or voicemail. seriously spam the hell out of it for fun silly shenanigans. )

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OOPS PI GOT BORED 8D

[workaphilic]

Bang.

SH

also pretend these were yesterday

[workaphilic]

[and not even five seconds later:]

Should've bet something, in hindsight.

SH

[Guess who's ignoring the fact that it still took him two days to find? He issss.]

ps i love you

[workaphilic]

Shooting ranges are hideously boring, by the way. Entirely unsurprising.

SH

i love you too sfhkgd best thing to wake up too

[confidente]

Took you two days, pretty sure that means I won.

[workaphilic]

Had two days the look per the rules of our agreement. I still win.

SH

[confidente]

You took the whole two days. That's hardly a win.

[confidente]

[ A few seconds later. ]

Check the fridge. Need to know if we need any milk.

[workaphilic]

Those were the terms. Don't be a sore loser, John.

SH

[workaphilic]

[and almost immediately after]

No on milk. Should last a few more days.

Need prawns, though.

SH

[confidente]

I'm not a sore loser. I'm just pointing out that you had no idea where it was until the end of the second day.

What sort? On the prawns.

[workaphilic]

Irrelevant re: winning and losing, but impressive nonetheless. Show me your method when you get back.

Tiger is ideal, banana adequate.

SH

[confidente]

Fine. I wont be using it again should I need to hide something from you in the future.

Got it.

[workaphilic]

Fair enough. I'll just have to work out the new ones, too.

SH

[confidente]

Got prawns. Tiger as requested. Found a hit and run too... sort of.

[workaphilic]

Details. Now.

SH

[workaphilic]

[and like two seconds later]

You type too slowly.

SH

[confidente]

Be patient Sherlock. I'm getting the details now.

[confidente]

[ A good few minutes later. ]

Victim is a woman, age thirty two. Trampled by horses, four I think. Died shortly after. Horses aren't anywhere to be seen. Well liked, hadn't been in any trouble lately. And she lived on her own.

[workaphilic]

Your estimation of cause of death, or someone else's?

Witnesses?

Is the scene still intact?

SH

[confidente]

[ His reply comes later than the previous, he has to find a way to say it without causing himself to start spewing ridiculous facts. ]

Mine. Internal bleeding in a number of places, ribs broken and pieced her lung. She drowned in it.

One witness, haven't spoken to him yet. It was hard enough convincing them to let me look at the body.

Yes, still intact. Don't think it'll stay that way for long though.

[workaphilic]

Time for me to see it myself?

SH

[confidente]

You better start running.

And try not to be a dick, these people are wary enough of us as it is.

[workaphilic]

No promises.

Already on my way. Stall as necessary.

SH

[confidente]

Right. Stalling.