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[rule_britannia]

[His handwriting is barely legible, as if he's shaking so badly he can barely hold the quill]

I need some help

Hes dead hes

Eriqs dead I dont know what to do

fuck

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[3potionproblem]

How? Where is the body? Do we know how he died? No, don't tell me--I'd rather figure it out myself.

[rule_britannia]

[The response comes a while later]


In the Slytherin dorms. He says he thinks it was a heart attack.

[3potionproblem]

He says? You mean his ghost is among us? Well, that rather takes the fun out of it.

[rule_britannia]

Fun? Someone is dead and you think this is fun? Good god, you're worse than West.

[eighttimeshandy]

[Eriq is totally reading this over Arthur's shoulder.]

Oh, I like him. Tell Sherlock I like him. He should join my club.

[Pauses] Oh shoot, it's Thursday too, isn't it?I've gone and forgotten about club.

[3potionproblem]

Being upset about it wouldn't exactly change things. Better to find some use for the body.

[rule_britannia]

I think this conversation is finished.

[There's a few inksplots]

Eriq insists upon my telling you that he likes you. I'm sure you and he can work out some 'use' for his body between yourselves.

[3potionproblem]

Good. Sherlock Holmes - Ravenclaw if he is unaware. Haunting Slytherin's dorms won't facilitate a meeting.

[rule_britannia]

Thank you, Captain Obvious.

I'll let him know where to find you.

[3potionproblem]

Good. Your services as mediator are appreciated.

[rule_britannia]

I'll send you my bill.

[eighttimeshandy]

[Ghostly poking] Just tell him I'm with Herbert West. I believe they have something arranged regarding Sherlock's goat.

[rule_britannia]

[He bats at him - well, as much as you can bat at a ghost]

I'm not being your bloody go between, go and tell him yourself.