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We made it to the tower.

[She sounds plenty winded, and much like the others involved, the terrain and creatures haven't been super kind to her. But unlike poor Natasha or Yujin, she at least has smaller, less concerning injuries; scrapes and scratches, with the worst of it being the shallow cut left by one of those annoying desert devils that has been haphazardly wrapped in bandage out of the Qiankun bag that Wei Wuxian gave her so long ago.

Also, she is very clearly sunburnt.

Nobody should have let the ginger run off without sunscreen.]

It's hard to doubt now that one of the orbs is definitely in there; I'm pretty sure we heard its voice. Their voices? There were overlapping voices. Usual orb bullshit. It said 'You will not have me'. I suppose it could've been voices that belonged to the people involved, but the orbs have a habit of sounding like that, so...

Anyway. The place is totally impenetrable from typical weapons from the Ximilia. I used the biggest gun in my arsenal and didn't even leave a dent in whatever the tower's supposed to be made with. Actually, the shot kind of just... shimmered? Like there was some weird magic coating, or something. Ergo, orb bullshit, or maybe someone involved who has some crazy strong s... park energy?

There's no doors or anything to get through, either... so what or wherever the true entrance is, it's gonna be annoying to find it.

... We might have seen the person who made the deal, too. At least, I feel like it could be them, since deal-makers aren't usually far from the source. It was a lady with curly hair and dark skin, in a green dress — just a green dress, actually. It definitely wasn't something you could just run around in the desert wearing without getting yourself killed. We're pretty sure she was really there, because the others found a footprint where she'd been standing.

[She shifts, looking a little concerned.]

I swear, I think I heard her say 'help' — when the voices spoke. I mean, it might have been someone else talking, but... I don't know. I just think whoever made a deal, they must be really, really stuck in it. Hopefully you guys in the Roof have been finding some stuff out for the other orb, too? I think we're all getting pretty close...

And — Yujin and Natasha, are you two doing okay? The others got to you to help, right?

[YOUR SAFETIES HAVE BEEN A CONCERN.]

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[ Sherlock looks much like he did when he first arrived on the station, covered in tiny scrapes and abrasions from the antics he got up to and completely exhausted. (Although exhaustion is his default state of being.) How he managed to not get injured ~~was RNGesus's call~~ is anyone's guess. ]

Any attempt to change perspective and enter the tower didn't work either.

The tower warrants more investigation. Miss Berman isn't alone in hearing a single someone calling for help after the many voices.

[ Just in case anyone thinks she was hearing things. ]

You heard it, too?

Good to know I'm not going cuckoo in the desert, then.

[ Hearing and seeing things that aren't there has been his life, so maybe it's not as large of a comfort as it could be. Sherlock thinks the confirmation is the other way around: her confirming what he heard was real. ]

I did. I heard both, though I'm more interested in the single voice. The many sounds like how the orbs speak to us from time to time, as you said. The single voice is new.

Yeah. It's definitely not usual that there's someone mixed in there.

I wonder if she can't control much about herself. Does she even want to be at the tower? Doesn't sound like it.

We cannot rule out that she once wanted to be there without more evidence, but we do have evidence that she needs help with something. Or claims to. Whether that be with escape or something else entirely remains to be seen.

That's true. We can't totally rule out that it's just a big fat trap.

But at least... in my experience, there are tons of people out there who'd reach out for help from these stupid orbs. Whether or not we're too late to help... I don't know.

[ Isn't that why all of them are here in the first place? Regardless of their final decision to fix their regret or not. At one point, their answer had been some form of yes.

Sherlock nearly offers some words about not feeling guilty if they are too late. However, he bite his tongue. Such a thing could be see as meddling, and he cannot have his goal fail when he's so close to a month's time. ]

We could try to create a shelter from the sand storms as it seemed the woman disappeared amongst the wind. It would rule out some elements at least.

Yeah. We'll have to hold out here until the others can figure out the way to bust in.

... I've got some s'mores in my pouch. You ever have s'mores, Holmes?

[She pulls a bag of marshmallows out of a bag that is no bigger than a fist.

... The pouch is very big on the inside. It's fine, don't worry about it.]

I've never heard of that. It appears to be some kind of confectionery.

[ His brief visit to America while on his case does not equal knowing what a s'more is. He's likely still too far back in time as well. ]

[She steps up, ditching the network in favor of in-person chatter. Funny how that happens. She can see way some people apparently text each other in the same room, now. The marshmallow bag gets tossed toward Holmes.]

The best kind, yeah. Graham crackers, chocolate, and marshmallow.

I started keeping some in my bag since the time we almost all starved in a desert. That was before your time, youngster.

[ She has never been to the Diogenes Club, so many men sitting in silence and ignoring each other. A written message is the loudest anyone is allowed to be, and that is pushing the limits of what is permissible (if not banned already).

And besides, they had important information to share with the rest of the group. With the information relayed, there's no reason to continue recording. Sherlock catches the bag but doesn't do more with it for the time being. ]

"Youngster"? Please don't tell me you think me to be fifteen. I'm twenty-three. No, no. Hold on. I should say twenty-four as my birthday passed last month.

[ It has been said to him before when he was twenty-one, so his concern does have precedent. ]

Edited (forgot his birthday happened in game lol) 2024-02-10 01:32 (UTC)

Your birthday passed? I hope you told Newt, or he'll be annoying about it.

[That little weirdo is always doing stuff for people's birthdays. What a nerd. Anyway.]

To be honest, I call people youngsters because most people are way further ahead in timelines than me. But you're from way before the 1970's, aren't you? So I guess that joke doesn't really work on you.

I believe he was more concerned with not dying in the desert than the celebration of any birthday. As most of us were upon finding ourselves here.

[ Sherlock doesn't mind (so he tells himself). Only Jon who made anything of his birthday after his mother died. Mycroft didn't care for such sentiments, and when Jon left, no one was around to make it worth celebrating.

Even if Mikotoba gave him a gift, it still feels weird to make any kind of spectacle of it. Although, it was a surprise to learn that Herlock Sholmes was also born January 6th. Is January 6th a common birthday for different versions of him? ]

You would be correct. I'm from 1882. Or 1883 since so much time has passed now.

Oof. Ancient, then. Sorry to hear it.

[Ziggy, please, your manners are slipping.

In the spirit of fairness to her, it's been a long day with a lot of danger, and they're about to hang out and have snacks, so she figures she gets a little slack in poking fun at adults who aren't actually that old.]

Well. These can be your birthday s'mores. Sound like a plan?

[ Sherlock doesn't take offense because he knows how far back in time he is and is reminded of it every day on the station. There are other things which he'll take insult to, like being called a child, and if he does get insulted, he'll make it known. ]

A birthday s'more is possibly the only thing plan that can come to fruition at the moment, so if you insist, I will.

[ He also isn't sure when the last time he ate was.... ]

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