The Wild Side meme

[sockittomeme]

Comments

Mary Morstan | Sherlock (BBC-based) | OTA

[mmorstan]

ooc: If you want her to change, she is a Holland Lop bunny.

In which the very-very AU Sherlock... Has a staring contest?

[atethecase]

[Alright then. There was a Mary here a moment...

And now he is looking at a Holland Lop.

What.] THIS is odd even for me...

/peeks at AU-info! And, ha! Have fun with the talking bunny, Sherlock.

[mmorstan]

[Mary, who had been seated in that very comfortable arm chair, editing John's book, is now this very small bunny with very long ears. You might want to take the papers away from her because she's munching on them now.]

I don't find it odd at all, Sherlock. John's been asking me to edit for a bit now.

[atethecase]

[And he'll just be moving those now...]

Yes... And by 'edit' I believe he means 'edit', and not 'chew thoroughly before digestion'.

[He's talking to a rabbit. Nope. Nothing odd about this at all...]

[mmorstan]

I don't know what you're -

[A beat. A nosetwitch] Oh, I was eating those, wasn't I? I've never eaten paper before.

[atethecase]

No I would imagine not.

[Picking up the rabbit now.] Then again, I'd imagine you've never been a rabbit either!

[mmorstan]

I'm a rabbit?

[When he picks her up, she stirs, little legs struggling to find their footing.] Oh my god! Sherlock, I'm a rabbit! Oh my god, oh my god, what do I do? What do I do?

[atethecase]

[He'll just observe for a moment. And continue staring.] That all depends on how you turned into a rabbit in the first place.

Which is an interesting question given that you were sitting in a chair, editing a book until a moment ago.

[mmorstan]

People just don't turn into rabbits! That doesn't happen!

[And she'll look at him strangely, well, as strange as a bunny can express.] Unless you know something about this sort of thing.

[atethecase]

Unfortunately no... I don't.

This is going to change, I'm sure... [He'll make sure of it. But first, you're back on the chair while he moves to another one to think.]

[mmorstan]

[She flops onto the chair, trying to resist the urge to nom on the quilt, or the pillow, or the chair itself. Mary, instead, starts grooming her ears with her paws worriedly.]

Alright, so I"m not going to panic. I'm just - going to sit here. Where I'm safe, and hopefully no one will sit on me.

[atethecase]

Please, [he snorts, rubbing a bit of shed hair over his fingers.] you'd have to be completely senseless to miss you on the chair.

[mmorstan]

There are some people who would! And I'm very small! I feel absolutely miniature! You could hold me in the palm of your hand, it feels like.

[She situates herself against the arm rest, sulking.]

[atethecase]

There are plenty of rabbits that fit in the palm of the hand, it's hardly difficult to avoid noticing one.

[Still looking over the hair.] Interesting... [What is.]

[mmorstan]

[Mary is rather unsettled by how calm he seems to be at this very moment. She sits up on her hind legs, peering up at him.]

Yes?

[atethecase]

It's decomposing. [Very quickly too.]

Which likely means you'll stop being a rabbit in about an hour or so. [...If that's good or bad or not is another question entirely.