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[acclimatized]

It feels weird posting here after everything that has happened. The first day after I arrived, someone told me things weren't usually this hectic. And I doubt R.E.M envisioned zombies, grenades and mutinies when he wrote Man on the Moon.

But now I think I can suspend my disbelief and accept that I have been here before and can't remember a sodding thing about it. So, this is a re-introduction. My name is John Watson and I'm a doctor. I would like to help if I can and apologize to anyone I might have accidentally ignored.

Cheers.

Comments

[matre]

[ for similar reasons, she and her children withhold their family names. strangely, being only vanozza is freeing.

her smile adopts a teasing turn. ]

Am I not showing mine? I will tell no one if you promise to do the same.

[acclimatized]

[ switching to video was the best decision he ever made. ]

That sounds like a fair deal. If you like, I can sing you a few lines from it.

[matre]

And I am already being spoiled! John Watson, you are a dangerous man. I think I must hear this song now.

[acclimatized]

I try my best.

[ john declares with a crafty wink and then clears his throat. soon, he starts singing her a line from the song and, to be honest, his singing voice isn't that bad. ]

Let's play Twister, let's play Risk, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

[matre]

[ her smile grows. when he finishes, she claps. ]

Oh, well done! But that cannot be all. What if I wish to hear the rest of the song?

[acclimatized]

[ once he finishes, he nods his head respectfully and sweeps his tongue along his bottom lip. ]

Mmm, I don't know. It'll cost you.

[matre]

[ she adopts a look of false surprise. ]

Have you something in mind?