Lockdown Brings out Old muses

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

[ooc: his current timeline is pre-"Final Problem", also rusty muse is rusty, apologies.]

There's a new person in the Nexus today. A very confused new person, who isn't sure exactly how he got here. Could be drugs. No, it can't be drugs. He has been more or less in lockdown during his detox, unable to access any drugs of any kind. John isn't even allowing him paracetamol right now. Which makes his detox headaches nearly too much to handle. Maybe that's what this place is...

Could be his mind palace, though it has never appeared like this before. He shakes his head to clear it of that idea.

He looks around, with complete confusion on his features. He reads the signs and takes in the population wandering around. None of it really takes away the confusion upon his features. He's not sure how to react to the information he's being flooded with...

His lips twitch as a song comes to mind. Lestrade had been the last person he remembered 'babysitting' him. He had brought a collection of music for them to listen to, so they could pass the time. So, one of those lyrics came to mind "Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?"

Comments

Poor Lena. Sherlock is more of an arsehole than usual atm. And hope you enjoy!

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

He runs his hands through his hair.

“Shut up, shut up. SHUT UP! SHUT!! UP!!”

Ducks can’t talk and don’t wear clothes. This is wrong on many levels. And then she smiles and it looks... scary. He really does back away now. And moves quickly, but he won’t turn his back on the... thing. He’s too scared for that.

heh heh I just was tempted coz yeah I knew he'd slightly freak...sorry not sorry

[andshesaid_i_amnotapuppet]

"Geez, fine."

What bit him?

Give it another go if he posts again.

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

He’s not sure that’s the problem.

“Duck with an attitude. Even worse.”

[andshesaid_i_amnotapuppet]

"With a family like mine, you'd have an attitude, too."

Lena sounds quite sure of that.

"What's your problem, human guy? Ugh, I can just leave."

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

“Problem? No problem at all, except people want me to believe that anything about this place is real and there are talking ducks, random people being overly friendly as if they’ve known me for years and they are... odd. And just a strange block from the 1700s who says that he madness of this place is perfectly acceptable.”

It’s not. It’s really, really not. None of this is acceptable. He keeps waitinbfor Mary to pop up here. Alive and well. And he can’t live with that hope. It will crush him.

[andshesaid_i_amnotapuppet]

"You know what? I give up, I'm not Webby or another goodie person, to wonder what's your deal, I'm sooooo not your friend, I'm not trying. Satisfied??"

She turns to go.

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

He actually smiles at that. “Besides being a duck, that’s the most normal conversation I’ve had in this place.”

But he doesn’t chase after her. She’s a duck. And he’s Sherlock. Still he needs to find more normal like that. Maybe then he can figure out if this is real or not.