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meme | #002 -- absolute obedience ( do you do you want to )

the ABSOLUTE OBEDIENCE MEME

1. Post with your character.

2. That character is compelled to follow the orders of anyone who replies.

3. Any orders.

4. Any orders.

Meme Strategy:

There's nothing in the rules about whether or not your character knows s/he must obey - as well, the other character might not know that s/he must be obeyed. Play it however you like.

Don't like the orders you got? Not willing to have your character follow them, even if you've had a good time up to this point? Talk to the other player, use OOC notes or PMs, try and work it out.

Got some stuff you'd never want to play out? Consider making a preferences post and linking to it when you reply here.

Wanna give orders that people would love to follow? Give em context. Make it a story. Is this about revenge? Working out some personal issues? Too dumb to realize that the other guy has to do whatever your guy says?

meme from memebells@lj.

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[He finishes what's on his plate, then flags down the waitress.]

I'll take the rest to go.

[ John nods to the waitress that he'll do the same. ] So do you have any idea how long until the drug where's off?

Well, it's an inhalant. Only got a brief shot. I'd say another hour at most.

Well that's good, suppose you'll be back to your old ignoring all the words that come out of my mouth ways soon enough. [ He teases lightly. ]

Best get your shots in now.

[Since he assumes John will be anyway.]

Do try and respect my free will a bit.

You really think I would torture you for my own amusement?

You evaded the question of what you would have me do. So what would you make me do Sherlock?

It - would - depend on what I needed from you! You're not like Mycroft or Lestrade, you don't have any particular powers to exploit other than your blog and the attentions of all those girls you write to, and neither of those are particularly worthy of my attention. You're welcome to them.

[But John's probably not going to be satisfied with that answer. He shrugs.] Little things. I'd probably make you buy me a whole carton of cigarettes, for a start.

[ John snorts ] That sounds about right. Tell you want you can one cigarette tonight, and no patches. That's it.

[He nods his consent, but it's a nod more than partially broken by the fact that he has to consent. With the check paid, he snatches up his takeaway and stands, heading for the door.

Only another hour, he reminds himself. At most.]

Is that what you're going to do? Balance your orders against what I'd ask of you?

Why not, I'm not cruel Sherlock. I'll just aim for you to have a reasonably healthy evening... healthier then you normally have anyway. Maybe have you actually pick up some milk.

What did you think I would do?

Treat me like a disapproving parent treats a child. Which is exactly what you are doing. Next you'll be telling me to clean my room.

I am not treating you like a child, if I was treating you like a child you would have a bed time, and you would have eaten more at dinner. Pffffft, I wouldn't have you clean your room, I would have you clean the refrigerator. Because thumbs and heads really?

[ He sighs at they head back to the house ] Look Sherlock I'll stop messing with you if you want. But you have to admit, you do need to take better care of yourself, mostly after cases.

Life gets too boring to take care of myself. Why work to maintain something that isn't worth it?

[ He's scowling at you. ] You are worth it Sherlock. As sappy as that sounds you are. For fucks sake there are people who care about you, you know?

You only use language like that when you're angry. I don't see why you are. We've only already had this conversation about a dozen times.

[ He takes a deep breath and key's open the door the the flat. ]

Because Sherlock, when people care about each other about their friends or friend in the singular, it is painful to watch them not given a damn about themselves.

...Well.

[John should know very well how unaccustomed he is to friendship, how the concern of others makes him uncomfortable. So that's as close to an apology as he's going to give. That and silence as they step into the flat. Once inside, he awkwards about, but only for a second.]

Website.

[He starts toward his room.]

[ John nods understanding that's Sherlock for I'm sorry then, and he is getting more used to it. ]

You really need another case already we've just come off one. Really should you be looking into cases when you are still susceptible? [ There is no order there, just a simple question. ]

[That gives him pause.]

...Written instructions. Damn.

[He swivels a little, unsure. His eyes alight on the violin.]

Fancy a bit of music?

[ John nods. ] As long as you actually play something and don't just screech away.

[Was already planning on it, actually, but he still gives John a tight half-smile - this one is in more good humor than before, more amused - and he starts to play. A bit of Bach.]

[ John goes and puts the kettle on and then goes and settles into the couch to listen to Sherlock play. ]

[He plays through a whole concerto and finishes with as much of a flourish as he ever gives anything - a little lean back, eyes half-closed and focused out the window as he plays the final note.

He's not smiling, but quietly contemplative. Calmer than he was before.]

Better? [ He says as he finishes prepping the tea and bring back to two mugs and setting them on the cluttered coffee table. Setting back into his arm chair. ]

Sufficiently. [He pulls the bow over all the strings in succession, which makes a bit of screechy noise, but he stops there and turns to get himself some tea.]

Ta.

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