Sherlock shows up early enough, after making sure the candidates he'd picked for John were up and ready. Now they just needed said pilot.
His knock is answered promptly and at the little quip Sherlock fires back, "You're all up to date on tests and medical documents, otherwise we would be." Straight to business this one, at least right now. He just wants to get this over with. He wants to see who's going to be paired with John, who's going to be next to him when he drifts. Who'll be inside Vatican Cameo as well.
"We'll head to the combat room where you can warm up," As he starts to lead his charge, that's what Mycroft jokingly referred to him as, Sherlock glances at him curiously.
"I assume you ate?" Having a full stomach would be bad for this, but not eating at all would probably impede him, thinks the man who barely remembers to eat most days. Unlike the uniform that John wears, Sherlock wears black slacks and a deep purple dress shirt. Usually he's sitting in the lab, he doesn't see the need for any uniform as it is, no matter how hard they may try to make him wear one. His sleeves are rolled up, showing off interesting ink along both arms. Another thing his brother no doubt nags him for incessantly, he's worse than having a wife, honestly.
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Date: 2013-08-04 11:42 pm (UTC)His knock is answered promptly and at the little quip Sherlock fires back, "You're all up to date on tests and medical documents, otherwise we would be." Straight to business this one, at least right now. He just wants to get this over with. He wants to see who's going to be paired with John, who's going to be next to him when he drifts. Who'll be inside Vatican Cameo as well.
"We'll head to the combat room where you can warm up," As he starts to lead his charge, that's what Mycroft jokingly referred to him as, Sherlock glances at him curiously.
"I assume you ate?" Having a full stomach would be bad for this, but not eating at all would probably impede him, thinks the man who barely remembers to eat most days. Unlike the uniform that John wears, Sherlock wears black slacks and a deep purple dress shirt. Usually he's sitting in the lab, he doesn't see the need for any uniform as it is, no matter how hard they may try to make him wear one. His sleeves are rolled up, showing off interesting ink along both arms. Another thing his brother no doubt nags him for incessantly, he's worse than having a wife, honestly.