Discovered

[formersurgeon]

Who| Joan and Some and OTA
What| Joan is hiding out, but her options are limited, so she's bound to be discovered.
Where| Sixth floor
When| Week 1
Warnings/Notes| None yet.

The information kiosk was a counter up against one of the walls. It had glossy, brightly colored pamphlets that told visitors who each featured wax Tribute was. Very flashy and utterly useless. What was useful, however, was the space beneath the counter. There wasn't much of it, but Joan was small and it was the one spot that afforded her any sort of cover. If a Tribute stood at the right angle, they could see her, but it was the best she could get. She couldn't run. Couldn't even walk. But she could hide

She waited there while Sherlock and John explored. Her leg was immobilized by a makeshift splint, but they had no pain killers, no anti-inflammatory medicines, not even an ice pack. Her knee was swollen, and pulsing with near unbearable pain. So she spent that time alone in hiding with her eyes closed, taking slow, deep, measured breaths, trying her best to just let the pain wash over her.

Comments

[celebrityskinned]

"You're a terrible actor, Mr. Holmes." Venus throws a little pep into that statement, looking as if she really has no hard feelings. As if this were just chatting over coffee before going to see a movie.

And she holds still for Joan. "You find anything useful," she asks Sherlock. "I've done a sweep of each floor but nothing intensive."

[alldeduction]

"Nothing inherently useful on it's own," Sherlock said. It was easier to ignore the ache in his ribs when he was sitting still and not moving. His fingers on Venus' ankle, however, were probably a little warmer than they would be otherwise.

He'd been running a mild fever since she'd hit him.

"And nothing useful in a mass murder context," He added mildly, with a raised eyebrow. Whether she thought he was acting or not, in truth at best he held a mild annoyance, which was quickly disappearing.

He was easy enough to win over if people weren't overtly hostile to him.

[formersurgeon]

Joan examined the wound closely. She would be able to take out the glass, and that would let it heal, but they didn't have any antiseptic or bandages. An infection seemed likely.

"Okay," she said, coaxing the glass to protrude from the wound. "When we're done, I want you to go to one of the bathrooms and wash this out."

[celebrityskinned]

"So you didn't find the guns those bullets were for either, huh?" Venus raises an eyebrow and winces as the glass slides through her flesh to the surface. "The volcano could probably be useful if you found out how to set it off, but I'm not the techie kind of person. I'll just stick to breaking faces."

She nods to Joan.

"Can do, Doc."

[alldeduction]

Sherlock shook his head. He actually had been on the look-out for one - he loved John with a gun - but he hadn't seen anything actually usable. He raised an eyebrow at the volcano.

"You and I have different interpretations of 'useful'," he said mildly. Even though he was a techie sort of person, he wasn't in for mass murder.

[formersurgeon]

Joan glanced briefly at Sherlock at that, with him on the "no mass murder" sentiment. Then she looked back down at Venus' foot. She had managed to coax the glass out enough that she grasped it with the tips of her fingers and pulled gently. It slid out slowly. Once it was free, she put it aside and took another look at the wound.

"Soap and water, every day."

She wasn't sure it was enough, but it was what was available.

[celebrityskinned]

"Someone's got to win. I'd rather it be someone who doesn't deserve to be here." Venus pulls her foot back and wiggles her toes. "Thank you."

She gets up, one hand to her busted ribs. "See you around."

[alldeduction]

"Just don't forget the 74th," Sherlock said, glancing up at Venus with a dark look in his eye, unwilling to say anything more specific when he knew they were being filmed.

Don't forget the day the rules were broken.

[formersurgeon]

Joan frowned, looking from Sherlock to Venus and back. The 74th games? Yes, significant, but what was between Sherlock and Venus here?