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[Sherlock is lying back on his bed - not in the Flop, he's been holed up elsewhere - with the camera trained on his face.]

Well. Now that we're all done being shot at and talking over plans to get shot at in the future, perhaps someone can come up with something else to do.

[Locked to Agent K and Kara Thrace]

I want my things back. Your items are safe.

[Locked to Claire Bennet]

Still with us?

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Oh, hell.

I was afraid you got yourself caught in the middle of that.

Only got shot at. Came out unscathed.

[He's somewhere in the ship. There's some calculations he's written up on the way and now he's fussing with a ship interface. He barely bothers to look up as he works.]

Quite a few things, actually. There is the matter of the ship slowly losing power. The thousands still in pods and the small matter of basic food and medical supplies and distributing those supplies.

Survival is tedious. Got myself sorted, for the time being...

...Losing power? What, from the missiles?

From the effort to wake us up, I suspect. The missiles certainly didn't help matters.

Surely there must be enough to keep the rest in stasis. If it kept all of us going for generations...

That it did and now that power is failing. [He looks toward the camera and looks positively annoyed he has to stop and explain this.]

From what I can tell it has been in state of disrepair since before it crashed it here. Clearly someone initiated an emergency protocol that diverted all remaining energy to the pods. When that power began to drop the ship began to wake us up. The ship's systems still believe it is in space and therefore powering up the systems necessary to sustain life. Many of those systems simply do not function and drain what little power remains from the core systems meant for sustaining the pods.

The computer system is unresponsive so I cannot simple tell it to stop. [He taps the computer console to show just how unresponsive it is. The screen just flickers "S8." He's been progressively raising his voice but not outright yelling.]

Yes, well, you'd better find someone who's a computer engineer.

Which would only useful if they under alien computer systems. No, it's far simpler and efficient to bypass it altogether.

...by the same logic, wouldn't you need an alien mechanic for that?

[Oh you get such a glare]

[Raised eyebrows. Is he wrong?]

Have 'em here at that run down hotel place.

What did you find out?

[He moves, ready to go meet Kay now. He'll keep talking on the way, though.]

Apart from the pod rooms, the ship is scattered with normal living quarters and common areas. Most have never been used. Could have been used by the ones who took us - could have been meant for us to use when we were awake. More likely the former.

Life support is down. Most of the power in the ship is. What's left is keeping the stasis pods functional.

Heard that latter bit from someone. They've got a technician looking into it.

No preserved food of any sort? ..."Most"? Some were used, then?

Some food, not much. And yes, 'most.' There were signs of habitation. Although some of it could have been the girl, River. She's been living in the ship.

I might go back there myself and have a look around, too. I didn't recognize any debris trails near the ship.

I'll be outside when you get here.

Ten minutes.

[With that he shuts down the channel and continues on his way. He will, in fact, be very punctual.]

I'm here.

[Awkward hesitation.] I guess you have questions..

The first being that you hadn't been captured or collared. They probably would've found a way to kill you if they'd gotten one of those collars on, so, that settles that.

[More hesitance.]

If the collars really do what they're supposed to do, yeah. Probably.

Before you ask your next question, I want to know who you are.

[Only a slight pause on his end. But that's a fair enough request - more than that, he can understand why she might be making it.]

My name is Sherlock Holmes. I was a detective, back on Earth. Not a member of the police, not associated with any government. What I am is a man who trusts in his senses. In my ability to rationally explain what they're telling me.

[Tiny, tiny pause, and then, a different thought, an observation:] Your skin is perfect.

[She doesn't believe you. In fact, she thinks you're messing with her. Claire sounds a little irritated.] If you're not going to be honest with me, forget it.

[The perfect skin remark she ignores, you liar. :|]

[God, not this again.

Wait. Why this again?]

You think I'm lying. Why would you think that?

[...What. What even.] Sherlock Holmes. You say you're him and you're asking why I think you're lying? [What.] Are you insane or is my hair really that blonde?

You're the second person to accuse me of lying. The first, I assumed he was only being difficult, but you, no. You're too earnest.

What year are you from?

Boy, you really like thinking out loud, huh.

[A little less irritated now. She sighs lightly.] 2010.

And that's Earth, I imagine.

[So, so dry. He still resents, a little, that that's become a question.]

[She's right there with you on that one Sherlock.]

Yeah. Earth. So I know the Sherlock Holmes stories, okay?

The what? What stories?

[In 2010 he'd been... nobody, according to the public. An ex-junkie who stayed up at all hours updating his website when he wasn't helping the police quietly, behind the scenes. It doesn't make sense.]

Come on. The books, the old movies, the movie that just came out last y-

[...Looooong pause. Oh my god what.]

You're serious, aren't you. ..But he's not real. He's-

-a fictional character.

[No. But.... no. Really? No.]

You're certain you didn't mishear me, that it isn't some other name? Sherlock Holmes?

I'm certain. Watson, mystery genre, greatest fictional detective of all time. It's basically a household name.

... There's no way. You must just have the same name o-or something. Aliens and time travel I get, but this?

[She can't see it, but while she's been talking Sherlock has been slowly sitting up until his spine is perfectly straight. His voice is quiet, but intense.]

Well, and I'd say a girl who can get shot to pieces and stand up a minute later without it being some sort of trick could only happen in comic books.

That was real blood and those were real bullets that had been warped from impact. Your clothes had holes in them but you didn't.

I'm from 2011. A year later than you. It was unlike anything I'd ever seen.

[Considering she's been in future-telling comic books and paintings..] I see your point.

[She pauses before speaking, as if choosing her words carefully. Claire speaks slowly, calmly, explaining and admitting the truth. There's still a guarded edge to her voice, though.]

It was all real. I can't get hurt, not really. ...I heal. There are other people back home. They can do things. Incredible things. Sometimes very dangerous things. And.. Healing is what I do.

So what is it - genetic experiments? The next stage in human evolution?

It's evolution. I don't think anyone's figured out exactly why or how, but there are theories. Most of which were put in the one book on the subject.

[If they're writing books about it, that means it's public knowledge. If it's public knowledge, he ought to have heard something about it. It would have been all over the news, and this isn't the sort of thing Sherlock would have ignored.

The possibility of parallel realities is something he's ignored, because it was never relevant. Maybe they were, maybe they weren't. What did he care?

He still doesn't care so much about that. What he cares about is feeling out of his depth. Which has been happening way too much lately.

There's a lengthy pause while he's turning all that over in his head.]

The 'why' and 'how' don't matter. Not now that we're here. But it could to them, if they ever got their hands on you.

[It isn't public knowledge, but sectors of the government know, and those surrounding the "Specials" know. The public and the majority of the science community think the book is in the pseudo-science genre. ..But Claire kind of exposed herself to the world moments before arriving. So it's probably going to be public knowledge soon.]

I know. [She says seriously, a weight in her voice.] Believe me, I know. They're not the first big heavily armed mysterious group I've encountered.

And that's also why I'm going to ask you not to spread my special brand of freakyness around. I don't know you any better than anyone else here, and I'm really not in the mood to be captured and experimented on anytime soon.

[He thinks the necessity to keep her ability a secret goes without saying, so - he's not going to say anything.]

If I were you, I'd do what I could to change my appearance. They've already killed you once, and in a rather memorable fashion. Someone may notice if they were to come back and it happened again.

Either that or stay indoors the next time they feel like tromping around in their jackboots.

[NUH UH DON'T TELL HER TO HIDE. HIDING IS BORING AND SHE CAN HELP PEOPLE DONTCHA KNOW. Claire refuses to do the keep herself safe thing okay.

There's a pause before she answers, her voice hard.]

When they come back, I'll be ready.

Good. I don't imagine they were paying that close of attention, but it can't hurt to take precautions.

Didn't think you'd go for the indoor option, sensible as it is. You're very into heroics, aren't you?

[A twinge of defensiveness.] I can't get hurt. If I have this ability, I might as well use it.

By throwing yourself in front of people. Only so long until they notice. What will you do then?

By then I'll be able to shoot back.

If you must insist, make very certain you can.

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[video] --i'm so sorry he had to go off on someone.

[video] --and guess how much sherlock is impressed.

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