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Who: John Watson (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
enarms) & Prior Walter (priorly)
What: John checks in on Prior! whoops!!!
When: sometime earlier in the month of November
Where: Prior's place???
Warning(s): it's..... it's hot.... JUNGLE hot
[ John, finally, is not long for this city. another couple of days to mop up the last of the cure-giving and he's getting out of here, up to the Station until he's free to head to Olympia without getting roped into the recovery effort. that, though, makes it time for temporary goodbyes and preparations for the journey and so, for the last time in what he hopes is a very long time, John's travelled across Wyver with his bag of tricks - only this time it's for a meeting that's likely to be one part official doctor visit, three parts catch up. ]
You're going back to Olympia?
[ a prompt start to a conversation that's more indicative of a Doctor's Order than a casual query, not that he thinks it'll really be necessary: he's at the point of expecting most sane people to decide to leave. there's no politely waiting for the host as he downs tools and waits for Prior to come and sit down after welcoming him in safely out of the twilight (it's still muggy out, when is it not, but there's something less oppressive about the heat today. less moisture in the air, maybe). the last time he was here was under stranger, less casual circumstances, so John's just gone ahead and perched himself straight down on the edge of seat to rifle through his pack. ]
enarms) & Prior Walter (priorly) What: John checks in on Prior! whoops!!!
When: sometime earlier in the month of November
Where: Prior's place???
Warning(s): it's..... it's hot.... JUNGLE hot
[ John, finally, is not long for this city. another couple of days to mop up the last of the cure-giving and he's getting out of here, up to the Station until he's free to head to Olympia without getting roped into the recovery effort. that, though, makes it time for temporary goodbyes and preparations for the journey and so, for the last time in what he hopes is a very long time, John's travelled across Wyver with his bag of tricks - only this time it's for a meeting that's likely to be one part official doctor visit, three parts catch up. ]
You're going back to Olympia?
[ a prompt start to a conversation that's more indicative of a Doctor's Order than a casual query, not that he thinks it'll really be necessary: he's at the point of expecting most sane people to decide to leave. there's no politely waiting for the host as he downs tools and waits for Prior to come and sit down after welcoming him in safely out of the twilight (it's still muggy out, when is it not, but there's something less oppressive about the heat today. less moisture in the air, maybe). the last time he was here was under stranger, less casual circumstances, so John's just gone ahead and perched himself straight down on the edge of seat to rifle through his pack. ]