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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Truly unforgettable.

And on second thought, add another name: Simon Harrington.

/DIES

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Simon Harrington. Very well. Thank you very much, Mister...

/just as planned

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John Watson.

XD

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Archie Kennedy. Lieutenant.

[The last being tacked on just because he felt like it.]

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[ John is pinged. ] Captain.

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[Oh?] In the Royal Navy?

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The army.

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My sincerest condolences to you, sir. [It pops out before he can even think about it.] Do you still wear red?

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... I suppose you'll be asking if we paint targets on our face next. [ which is a snarky John Watson way of saying NO, OF COURSE NOT. ]

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[Chuckling now.] Excellent. The world has grown wiser since I was in it.

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A bit. Then again, we're still fighting wars.

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Wars have been fought for thousands of years. I wouldn't think we'd get rid of them in a few hundred.

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Mmhm.

[ John doesn't really care either way. it keeps him occupied. ]

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Well. It was a pleasure to meet you, Captain.

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Same to you, Lieutenant. Good luck.