Isabella Marie Swan ✝ &quot;Juliet&quot;

Sherlock laughs.

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"I don't know exactly what the sun's schedule at Milliways looks like," confesses Juliet. "But the house that Jarvis is at home is sunproof in the basement - if it's not terribly rude of me to invite a guest to a place that I don't live myself - and, since Jarvis is there now, you could leave at your leisure. Plus," she adds, giggling. "Minus, what do you think?"

(She's going to keep these nicknames straight more by leaning on the mine in "Minus" than by dwelling on who does and does not have a soul.)

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"Sounds like fun," says Plus.

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"Jarvis would love the company," says Minus.

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"Spiffy," she says. "For the time being there's no sun here, though, and if I hang around long enough I might run into one of the mints. Hit me." She drops into a ready pose again.

Sparring goes on until Milliways begins gently signaling its intention to have a sun and they go back indoors. "Now I'm imagining introducing you both simultaneously to Giles and then casually remarking that one of you has a soul and seeing if he can even tell which," she snickers.

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"You are an endless delight," says Minus.

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"I'm in," says Plus.

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Juliet grins. "I'm gonna run up and check the Belltower and see if there's anyone there, or anything new written in before Shell Bell's notes on me and her, and then we can all go to Sunshine?" she proposes.

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"By all means."

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Juliet runs upstairs, and catches up, and then runs down, disgruntled.

"Except for one Bell who hasn't even been here before and was written up by her Whistle and who is ten years old, I am the only known unminted Bell. This is irritating."

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"Harsh luck," says Minus. "Sorry, love."

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"Oh well," grumbles Juliet, and she takes a last glance around the bar for familiar faces, finds none, and heads for the door.

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"Welcome back," says Jarvis. "I see you've brought friends."

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"We're calling them Plus and Minus - Minus being the native one. I can make more progress sparring with the adjusted difficulty level and Plus has a flexible schedule," Juliet says. "Plus, this is the local Jarvis."

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"Hello," says Jarvis.

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"Hello to you too."

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"Jarvis, what time is it? I can't trust my phone after being in Milliways and I didn't check it before we went," says Juliet. "I'm going to guess - ten? But now I'm all ahead of Sunshine time and shouldn't fire-wand. I think I'm good for one more sequence though."

She's good for one more sequence, although in hammering out the kinks in her responses she winds up with a scratch in her wrist deep enough to bleed.

She's not even thinking about the audience when she holds out her arm to Minus. "Waste not, want not?"

Edited Date: 2013-02-26 05:48 pm (UTC)

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Laughing, he puts his mouth to the cut.

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Plus raises his eyebrows.

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"Oh, uh." She declines eye contact. "The dietary staple here is microwaved animal blood, I'll nuke an extra jar for you tomorrow evening."

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"Thank you," he says. "Very kind."

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"This place should probably eventually acquire its own fridge and microwave, though, I don't think Charlie actually likes all the blood in our fridge even though he puts up with it," Bella says.

When Minus is finished with her cut she drops her hand and interlaces her fingers.

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He laughs.

"It will, don't fret."

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