Charlie Price (![]() ![]() @ 2012-08-03 16:04:00 |
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Entry tags: | {harley quinn, {john watson |
Who? John Watson & Harley Quinn.
Where? The Infirmary.
When? Friday, morning.
What? Harley comes looking for birth control, John is a doctor.
Warnings? Maybe some language, maybe some references to sexual activity.
As much as everyone was complaining and concerned about being stopped in the middle of what was apparently a zombie pandemic, John hadn't been joking when he said that he was enjoying himself. He'd been driven close to crazy with being cooped up on the train for five weeks, and the more exciting the stop, the better. And it didn't get much more exciting than shooting zombies. And Jaime had said flamethrowers!
After reading that, he'd left Sherlock to go and scout out the weapons situation, and he had dropped by the infirmary. The downside of zombieland was that there were definitely going to be a few... casualties. And John wasn't quite sure what that entailed yet. He dreaded to think that someone could very easily be bitten- and then what? If he was to believe the movies, that would pass the affliction on to them and- well, John didn't really want to end up having to kill a fellow passenger to stop the disease spreading further.
He was relieved to find the infirmary patient-free. He knew that Simon was planning on staying behind with Dr Snowden and staffing the infirmary. There was a small part of John that felt that he should offer to do the same (especially considering Dr Grey's comments, although he hadn't taken them quite in the same way as Sherlock had) but if he didn't get off the train and blow off some steam, he was going to be absolutely no use to anyone. Especially if the train decided to have another five week stint without stopping- or longer!
Everything seemed to be in order, and then just as he turned to leave- a patient, or just someone passing through? "Oh, good morning!" he greeted the blonde, with a friendly smile.