Characters: James Griffith and John Watson When: Monday, early afternoon Location: Infirmary car Warnings/Rating: Not a whole lot Summary: James is curious about the many bags of leaves that have been dropped off in the infirmary. And decides to put them somewhere that doesn't compromise the sanitation of the makeshift hospital. Status: Ongoing.
To say that James had settled in in the last few days would be a gross overestimation of his abilities to adapt to supernatural trains. It hadn't been going well. He'd spoken awkwardly to a few people on his gadgety thing, and in person with the lovely Molly, but aside from that he had kept himself to himself and done his best to simply observe. And possibly blend in.
He'd taken to spending his nights in the infirmary as well. He felt bad for the gentleman he was supposed to be sharing a room with. Not only did James feel bad about potentially having to ask him to give up his bed- James wouldn't be able to get up onto the top bunk - but also the pain had begun to kick in again. Properly. The way it had before. So either he wasn't dreaming or it really was incredibly lucid. The morphine was keeping it at bay at the moment, and it certainly wasn't as bad as it had been when he'd been on the beach. But he only had a limited supply of his medication with him and even if this train offered him some kind of immortality it wasn't curing him. He wouldn't be able to live through the pain.
But at the moment his main concern was the several bags of leaves that people had brought in throughout the day. He didn't recognise them, but he was no botanist. Still, he didn't think leaving them laying around was particularly beneficial to the sterile environment he assumed was being maintained here.
He climbed off of his bed and limped over (still in just his socks, shoes were notoriously difficult to put on) to the growing collection of bags. There were cupboards, one or two that weren't brimming with supplies that could hold them. At least the ones he could stoop to reach. Ah, it was better than nothing.