1-3-and bunny!Mary as requested ;]mmorstanFebruary 11 2012, 00:42:00 UTC
[John and Mary had rushed over after their outing once John had received what sounded like a very urgent text from Sherlock. Mary, ever patient, of course, followed him in after paying off the cab. (He had insisted that she stay for a bit, as it wouldn't take long; of course, Mary always has trouble believing that it will never take that long, yet she still waits for him.)
After half an hour, she decides that it's a good time to pay the snack machine a visit. As she turns the corner, there's a small thump as her purse drops to the ground.
Sorry for the late tagging D: Employment sucks that way. thehatmanFebruary 15 2012, 22:21:05 UTC
[With John suitably briefed and watching the latest in a long line of experiments - all vital and of critical importance, of course - Sherlock abandons the lab with the intention of finding Molly. He expects to bump into Mary at some point - John's shoes and the distinct smell of her shampoo told him she was around. He glances at the time on his phone. Hm. John clearly hadn't had lunch so there's a better than even chance she'll be at the vending machine about now...]
[He turns the corner, expecting to see her standing there, only for his eyes to fall on a pile of discarded clothes - Mary's, without a doubt - and her handbag, its contents strewn across the floor. He pauses, phone in hand, his brow furrowed.] Mary?
Don't worry about it! Real life is important. I guess. ;)mmorstanFebruary 16 2012, 04:24:54 UTC
[And she does hear her name when he calls, though it sounds so very distant. From the mess of clothes, a small, light brown bunny pokes its twitchy pink nose out. Heart pitter-pattering, Mary has yet to realize her full appearance, only assuming that she has somehow shrunk. She tries to move but - what is this? Ears? Paws? She starts to panic, struggling to get out from under her scarf, making little bunny noises.]
After half an hour, she decides that it's a good time to pay the snack machine a visit. As she turns the corner, there's a small thump as her purse drops to the ground.
Mary does not reach the snack machine. ]
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[He turns the corner, expecting to see her standing there, only for his eyes to fall on a pile of discarded clothes - Mary's, without a doubt - and her handbag, its contents strewn across the floor. He pauses, phone in hand, his brow furrowed.] Mary?
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