[ voice ]

[notquiteheartless]

[Someone sounds very, very annoyed.]

These "Malnosso" who stock your shops are idiots. Not that I'm surprised at this point. Why should they be any more intelligent than most of the people in power in a "normal" society?

I've found cigarettes. Your hospital is wonderfully supplied. Stimulants, depressants... Everything one could possibly want. And in so many forms: liquids with needles, pills.

And yet. Not one single nicotine patch in this entire place.

Sets a bad example, doesn't it? So much temptation everywhere... and absolutely no legal deterrents.

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Player Name: Lynn
Are you new?: Nope!
Character Name: Sherlock Holmes
Character Fandom: BBC's Sherlock

Comments

[herotypical]

Have a little faith, huh? Some of us manage just fine avoiding the tricky spider-webs of temptation. [ sometimes. possibly. eh. ]

[notquiteheartless]

That's why I want nicotine patches.

[herotypical]

You know, I'm not convinced those things even work. Pharmaceutical conspiracy, I bet.

[notquiteheartless]

They help.

[herotypical]

Please. I've taken my psych 101. I know about placebo effects.

[notquiteheartless]

And I've smoked, drank, and shot up heroin and cocaine.

[Because he can't be arrested for admitting to that here.]

They make the urges manageable, at least.

[herotypical]

Huh. Well -- aren't you a model of wanna-get-to-know-ya-ness.

I am so sorry.

[lostinmyway]

Oh, if you're looking for fabric, you should try the item shop.

...As am I.

[notquiteheartless]

[Wait for it.

Wait for it.

Wait for it.]

Idiot.

XD We can both be horrible with our characters.

[lostinmyway]

[Blink.]

That wasn't very nice. You should be careful about what you say.

Yes!

[notquiteheartless]

I don't care, and I don't want to be.

[lostinmyway]

Why not?

[notquiteheartless]

There's no point in being nice to the stupid ones.

[lostinmyway]

But if you aren't nice, you'll make people sad.

[damnmyleg]

Isn't there some way to ask for that?

[John might just try to make a request himself for Sherlock's sake.]

[notquiteheartless]

They should be readily available.

No one stopped me from walking right into the medical supply room. Worse security than Bartholomew's. [Not that he's ever stolen drugs from there, no.]

[voice]

[theoniongirl]

[It's not quite amusement. Drug use isn't exactly a laughing matter with her...but she's completely lacking the inherent judgmental tone of your average anti-drug adherent]

So are you annoyed because there are too many drugs, or because there aren't enough?

[voice]

[notquiteheartless]

Both.

Too many drugs on hand, ready to be taken by whomever might want them. Consumed without any kind of supervision.

And not enough drugs that might dissuade one from the former.

[voice]

[theoniongirl]

[There's no laughter at that. She knows too well the need to substitute one urge for another]

Something could probably be found if you need it. [though she doesn't necessarily mean drugs]

[voice]

[notquiteheartless]

I don't need anything.

I want my patches.

[voice]

[theoniongirl]

[uh huh]

And if they can't be found?

[voice]

[notquiteheartless]

...Let's just find them, shall we?

[voice]

[theoniongirl]

That's not really an answer.

[voice]

[simplestgift]

...What's a nicotine patch?

[voice]

[notquiteheartless]

[He will not snark, as there are oddities here, and this could result in them being found.]

It's a small, thin, adhesive patch. Sticks directly on the skin. It releases controlled dosages of nicotine into the wearer.

Useful to control cravings if you're trying to quit.