Nine Bells: [VOICE/ACTION]

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[Archie doesn't do a lot of voice posts. They make him feel weird. So he's speaking this one like he's reading it from a piece of paper he wrote out beforehand. Which he is.]

This is Mister Kennedy. As some of you already know, I am attempting to organize a regular goodbye ceremony for the friends and family of those who have been sent home. In

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Sherlock Holmes.

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Thank you, he will be mentioned. Do you have anything of his that you could bring to the ceremony? Something from your world to remember him by?

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I could bring my phone. Heaven knows he nicked it enough times.

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[That gets a laugh.] Something more along the lines of a favorite dish, perhaps?

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Erm.. might be a bit of a problem there.

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I understand, I'm not much of a cook, either.

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No, he just... never really ate.

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Digesting slowed him down.

ROFLMAO

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...He said this?

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Sounds ridiculous, doesn't it? I could never get him to eat anything when we were on a case.

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Begpardon, sir, but that isn't normally the sign of a healthy man.

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Nope, not at all.

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[Archie has...no idea what to say to that. There have been exactly who times in his life when he has refused to eat, and one of them involved a hole in his gut.]

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... He's a little eccentric.

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...Well. At least he'll be difficult to forget.