8th Case: Full faculty recovery? Unlikely. [video]
[The Guide flickers on to what looks like a bar within the Thor-- there's loud music playing, and there's a small crowd of people in the middle of the floor, forming a circle around two people. One is what looks to be a humanoid alien, the other is--]
--well, if it isn't Holmes. The aliens seem to have made a bet on which one of them will win, and now the two are facing off, the alien making snide comments about his opponent. Because, hey, Holmes doesn't look too imposing, does he.
Well, the alien goes in for the first attack, a strong but wild left hook. If one is observant enough, one might catch the intense look of concentration in Holmes' eye as the fist gets closer to his face. It looks like the alien has a clear shot, and then...
The blow is deflected by an arm, countered with a swift right jab, then a left elbow to the jaw combined with a strong knee to the stomach. Needless to say, the alien drops.
Holmes dusts off his shirt, turns towards the crowd, and gives them what he supposes is an utterly innocuous smile.]
Such a shame that I couldn't make my customary bet.
[And he walks away, plucking his Guide from the alien that's been holding it the entire time.]
Evening, gentlemen.
[The feed terminates.]
--well, if it isn't Holmes. The aliens seem to have made a bet on which one of them will win, and now the two are facing off, the alien making snide comments about his opponent. Because, hey, Holmes doesn't look too imposing, does he.
Well, the alien goes in for the first attack, a strong but wild left hook. If one is observant enough, one might catch the intense look of concentration in Holmes' eye as the fist gets closer to his face. It looks like the alien has a clear shot, and then...
The blow is deflected by an arm, countered with a swift right jab, then a left elbow to the jaw combined with a strong knee to the stomach. Needless to say, the alien drops.
Holmes dusts off his shirt, turns towards the crowd, and gives them what he supposes is an utterly innocuous smile.]
Such a shame that I couldn't make my customary bet.
[And he walks away, plucking his Guide from the alien that's been holding it the entire time.]
Evening, gentlemen.
[The feed terminates.]