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He has a fever. What do I do? SH

Temperature? Other symptoms?

Headache Nausea Congestion SH

[ Though it is just possible that one or two of those is due to the concussion. ]

200mg acetaminophen.
Fluids. Not just tea.
Cold compress.
Rest.

I'll check on him when I get back in an hour or so.

[ Well, he's done all those things aside from encourage rest. ]

He's laying down now. Well, as much as he's allowed. SH

[Not much to do when it's a fever unless it gets too bad.]

Good.
If he gets worse, call me.

[ A little bit later- ]

How do you have the patience to deal with this? SH

Edited 2017-02-07 05:00 (UTC)

Practice. There's a reason they put us through so many years at med school.

I will say that working as an army doctor is a whole hell of a lot easier and more interesting than working at a clinic.

[But you know, the army doesn't want him anymore.]

[ That's okay John, Sherlock still wants you. ]

I can imagine. He insists it's just a cold. I'm taking his temperature now to prove him wrong. SH

[What a good friend.]

He'd say it's just a headache even if he's got a concussion unless proven wrong. He's extremely stubborn when it comes to his own health.

[ Sounds like they might have that in common then. ]

Yes. Well, he can't ignore scientific fact. SH

We need to talk about your kid. SH

Yeah? About what, exactly?

His condition. Are you at work? SH

No, library.

I'm guessing this is a conversation we need to have in person.

Oh, look at that you're learning. In person would be ideal. We could talk on the phone I suppose, but I'm still not sure they're secure. When were you planning on returning? SH

Shut it.

Now is a good as time as any, I suppose. Be there in a few. [Packing up his stuff and heading out now since Sherlock actually asked rather than demanded him to come.]

[ Sherlock reads the text quickly and then stores the device in his jacket pocket. Conan has sense left the flat to get up to who knows what but that suited Sherlock just fine as he'd rather the boy not be around for this incase he thought it appropriate to interject. As he's learned in the passed few months, Conan has a very skewed idea of what's appropriate and even important for others to know-it might even be worse than his own. ]

[ While he waits for John, Sherlock paces the sitting room that now looks even more like the one he'd left at Baker Street. He'd gone out of his way to even find similar decorations as the familiarity seemed to help. The shelves weren't quite full yet but he still needed to work out relevant references for his archives. ]

[ He hears the front door open and moves over to the small kitchen to start a kettle of tea just in case John wants a cup. He might as the conversation may require quite a bit of decision making. ]

[It doesn't take him long to get in through the door, setting his bag down on one of the chairs in the kitchen. To most it would look exactly like every other time John has come back to the flat after spending time away. He does move to start the kettle only to see that Sherlock's already done it, so instead he shifts to get a cup.]

So?

[ Sherlock eyes the bag, he knows what all John carries in it and it just serves as a reminder to him of the COMPASS company that had tormented him-if he could get more information on the incident he would. But now isn't the time for that so he just settles into his chair. ]

I know you know he isn't really seven so skipping that part-Were you aware of how the transformation works? If you don't, it's something you should know about-as a doctor.

[While John does carry it around just in case COMPASS decides to snatch him away again, it also holds things he might need here in case of emergency. If he comes across an individual who needs medical attention while he's out and about, he can treat them. It also means he can put his gun in it or even put in other items that he might pick up.]

I've heard some of it, never seen it for myself. Honestly, I imagine it's extremely painful to go through the transformation between the body he has now and the one he should have.

That's putting it mildly. The memory of the night it happened cropped up-it seemed to be a hell of a strain on the heart. Not to mention that his skin heated up so much sweat turned to steam. [ His expression goes blank a moment while he thinks of that memory and watching the kid he kinda, sorta, likes writing on the ground like that. He snaps back to reality quickly though and looks back up at John. ]

Have you ever given him a check-up? He seems fine with all the trouble he manages to get up to but I don't know-you're the medical professional. What do you think?

Edited 2017-02-13 07:59 (UTC)

Sounds about right. [There was once a time when Sherlock had texted him a series of symptoms that was similar to what the man was describing now. However John hadn't actually been there the only time it had ever happened and he certainly didn't witness the memory.] It was bad, then?

Not a proper one. Whenever I've looked at him there were always more pressing issues. [Like tending to broken legs or saving his life. Couldn't exactly do a series of tests on the ship or how to explain it at the hospital and be allowed to do it himself.]

Very. [ Sherlock puts emphasis on the word just before getting up and moving over to prepare himself a cup of tea. ]

He may not cooperate much-but I think I did manage to get him to at least agree to it, if you should want to check him over. Though he's very adamant about not wanting help with his situation. [ Which is the single most interesting thing about the kid. How could he do this to him? ]

[He takes Sherlock's word for it. Since John hasn't seen the transformation for himself he can only imagine it based off what little information he has. None of it good. Considering their circumstances at the time all John had been able to do was offer advice to get the patient into the cold water to decrease his body temperature.]

I'll schedule something in the near future. [After the memory sharing situation has passed. Neither of them want any other Foreigners or even natives to know why John's getting tests done.] Yeah, he's kind of an idiot when it comes to his own safety. Not wanting others involved in the situation. I tried talking to him once, not exactly sure if I actually got through to him even after we'd known each other for months.

[So he doesn't know if he could do it now after only a month of knowing each other.]

That's probably for the best. [ He works on fixing his tea up the way he likes it and finally takes a sip before heading back to his chair again. ]

We briefly discussed the chances of Moriarty appearing, but since I now know it's an organisation he's dealing with, it might prudent to have a plan incase one of them should turn up. Obvious, they won't be nearly as dangerous to us-but to Conan-well, they might hold a grudge.

Probably. It'd be good to know what we should be looking out for in case a transformation ever happens. [John doesn't take nearly as long to fix his own cup but waits while Sherlock doctors his before following to sit across from him.]

So far I haven't seen anyone that could be part of the Organization when I've been out. Though they could be in disguise. [He does know sort of what to look for - what with the black suits and all.] If any of them know Conan's true identity they might very well hold a grudge. I don't doubt that we'd be targets if they did show up. [Part of the reason he carries a gun with him whenever he's out.]

Yes, that was his concern. That we'd want to investigate and become targets ourselves. [ He thinks back the earlier conversation. He has no doubt that Conan is right about the fact he and John would be moved to the target list but he does doubt if they'd get anywhere with their revenge. ]

Most likely, it's even a valid concern but cut from their resources they'll be much easier to take on. I have half a mind to give Valdis their descriptions because that's something I'd rather we know before he does. However, I promised not to mention it to anyone else.

There isn't exactly a whole lot we can do here. As far as we know none of them are here and chances of him remembering any idea that does form isn't one he'll remember back home. However, there's nothing stopping us from investigating should they show up. [Conan is keeping up the appearance of a seven year old and Shinichi is still technically only seventeen - still a teenager and probably not likely to get many adults to let him investigate something so dangerous.]

We're the only ones here who can help him. Back home he has a handful of individuals who know the truth, who can help him out and I've no doubt that he needs it from time-to-time. He just... doesn't trust us enough yet. Given time it's likely he will. After all, we didn't only go to his world just because I was his doctor.

Yes, but while he's here, we're better equipped to protect him. He may not like it but I don't think he'd be able to handle it if they did turn up here.

[ He thinks back to the glimpses of the organization he'd been allowed to see through Conan's memories-the one in particular seemed to really rattle the boy and it wasn't anything Sherlock enjoyed seeing. At least though, he could identify the men should they turn up on the back of the turtle. ]

Shall we assign a codeword?

We are, yes. He definitely won't like it but no one can do everything on their own, no matter how smart they are. [Conan thinks that if no one knows his secret that he'll be safe and that he'll be able to keep all of them safe too. Maybe it would, maybe being in the dark is the only option left but that doesn't mean they won't exhaust every available idea first.]

Fugazi. [Italian for fake or phony but also slang from the Vietnam War for a messed up situation. Might as well stick with their old military terms while not staying within the boundaries of just one war.]

Fugazi. [ Sherlock tests the word out and gives a brief nod, committing it to memory. ]

Then of course there's the problem of learning how to identify these people-if it is an organisation there is, no doubt, a large number of them.

[They're going to end up with a million codewords someday.]

As far as I know they wear black suits and they've no special powers. The one main difference between what we're used to and about Conan's world is the drug that they forced on him. Their skills and abilities are things that we're used to dealing with. It will help that they aren't likely to be the sort to put themself on the network so casually and there don't seem to be many here who they could ally themselves with.

[Most of the people here seemed to be the kind who wouldn't get involved with shady individuals.]

[ They will be able to talk in their own secret code. Sherlock is okay with this. ]

It's more of a problem if they don't make themselves known. And if they come across the cultist that could turn into a much worse situation.

[A bit surprising they don't have their own secret code already. It could be like when they took on the Chinese smuggling ring.]

That's the part that concerns me too. If they decide to ditch their black suit after arrival, we won't be able to pick them out of a crowd. Even Conan doesn't know who all might be a member of the organization.

We'll just have to remain vigilant and keep an eye out. For the moment that's about all we can do.

[ Have a smiling elderly kedan man offering you a kindly smile! ]

Dr Watson. I wonder if you might have a moment to speak? My name is Professor Bralon.

You were formally trained as a medical professional in your world, correct?

Edited 2017-03-11 02:01 (UTC)

[That is certainly a kindly smile.]

Good day, Professor Bralon. I do have a moment.

[A nod of his head.] Yes, I was. First at King's College for my Bachelor of Medicine and Surgery before training at St. Bartholomew's Hospital as an army doctor. These days I typically do general practice.

I imagine general practice must seem quite a bit tamer by comparison. I hope our kedanese physiology hasn't given you too many headaches.

Most work is going to seem a lot tamer by comparison. [Even working in an ER would be tamer because no one's trying to shoot him or blow him up.] But I keep busy with both the clinic and over at the shelter in my spare time. Learning about your physiology is actually a nice challenge.

[Something that's easier for him to grasp than when Sherlock tries to get him to deduce a case.]

If you don't mind me asking, did you just call me to see how I'm adjusting to live here in the world or was there something else?

Having challenges keeps us sharp, no matter what profession we find ourselves in. Why, I remember when the Metal Sector really started building upward around a hundred and twenty years back, that was a challenge for us engineers.

Part of both, I confess. I've been lax in getting to know some of the newer arrivals, but I also wanted to know if there was anything the College might be able to provide to assist you?

Ah, Dr. Watson. Do you have a moment?

[He may recognize Suhiet from the Healers' Guild; she's the one who's become more and more Raine's second after Fletch's departure, and who manages the mental health specialty. She has scales on her face, most of the time.]

I wanted to speak to you about your work with the Guild. Nothing bad, I promise.

[A little bit of a smile.]

[He does recognize her from around the Guild. Hard to miss catching a glimpse of his coworkers and John does try to take a little bit of time out of his work days to at least figure out small bits about them.]

I do, Suhiet. [Like her name. Would be awkward if he didn't know the name of his coworkers.

While he isn't particularly worried, John is curious as to why two natives are contacting him.]

What can I do for you?

[Oh, good, he does remember her. Though she really should have introduced herself first.]

I'm just inquiring after your state of being. Are you content in your position? Are there portions of your job which you find trouble you?

[It's fine, really. When he arrived they were on the cusp of the big storm and focused on all the injuries and sickness that had brought about. Much too busy for introductions.]

It's a good job. Keeps me busy without the clinic being full of seriously wounded patients every single day. Honestly, I haven't got any complaints about it and couldn't see myself working anywhere else in this city.

[Not even the hospital which is technically more along the lines of what sort of work he's used to - less magical and more scientific. After his time with COMPASS John has come to appreciate those who have magic healing abilities. It technically isn't the place where John is putting in time but his other side jobs are more of a voluntary position.]

[Suhiet nods.]

That's good to hear.

If you encounter any troubles, will you come to Professor Sage or myself?

[Also a nod.]

You can count on that. I've been studying up on as much as I can through Raine's personal research and on my own when I have the time. Learning more about how to properly treat the Kedan for more serious injuries or even how more average illnesses or injuries might be different from what I'm used to. So I may have plenty of questions.

I'm happy to answer, of course.

[A small smile.]

You know where to find me, after all.

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