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[3houseswatson]

If I ever think about snakes again, it'll be too soon. I'm officially done with their slithery ways. They can all either grow some legs and be proper lizards or just steer clear of me. All snakes the world over are officially notified. The ball's in your court now, snakes.

I'd also like to apologize to anyone who might've got distracted from what they were doing if they caught sight of all the snogging Sherlock and I were doing in the Great Hall. And the not-as-great halls. And the courtyard. And... you know, just. Take this as a general apology.

[Filtered to Sherlock... Oh god an actual filter??? This is serious.]

We need to talk.

Comments

[Filtered private]

[arrogantalloy]

Okay, you know you're only going to make things awkward here. I'll even just start buying stuff and leaving it on your bed.

[Filtered private]

[preanimator]

I'll put it back on yours, then, or toss it out the window.

I'm serious, Stark, leave it alone.

[Filtered private]

[arrogantalloy]

Even if it was a delicate piece of medical equipment?

[Filtered private]

[preanimator]

[Oh, you're killing him, Tony. But in the end, spite wins out over greed.]

Whatever it is. I suggest you don't buy me any living things.

[Filtered private]

[arrogantalloy]

Wait.

So that means cadavers are a thing, right?

[Filtered private]

[preanimator]

What? Of course cadavers are a 'thing', what are you talking about?

[Filtered private]

[arrogantalloy]

A thing to get you. Because it's not living.

[Filtered private]

[preanimator]

No one's going to allow you to bring a cadaver into school, Stark. Trust me, I've tried.

[Filtered private]

[arrogantalloy]

I could arrange for you to pick it up from a hospital out of school.

[Filtered private]

[preanimator]

[Oh, he hates you so bad right now, Tony.]

Shut up, I'm not talking to you any more. Piss off.

[Filtered private]

[arrogantalloy]

I'll 'piss off' when you let me properly apologize to you.

[Filtered private]

[preanimator]

No. And I'm not going to reply to this any more, so don't waste your ink.

[Filtered private]

[arrogantalloy]

How about an internship to Stark Industries Medical Sciences department in Chicago over summer?

[preanimator]

[But apparently Herbert is sticking to his guns - no answer, though of course he's still reading it. But the corpse was more tempting, anyway.]

[arrogantalloy]

It's one of the world leaders in developing vaccines against infectious diseases, stem cell research.

[And if he knew more about Herbert, would mention tissue reanimation.]

[preanimator]

[Ah, but he doesn't, and those sorts of things only interest Herbert academically. No dice, Tony, but a very nice try.]

[arrogantalloy]

You know, if you don't answer, I'm going to make out with Bruce on your bed, when you're not there. Or, maybe I'll just have my own alone time on there.

[Tony doesn't not enjoy being ignored]

[preanimator]

[HE WILL SO CURSE YOU IF YOU DO, TONY! Though he's pretty sure Bruce wouldn't make out on Herbert's bed, so that doesn't worry him, but the other ... ugh.

Must. Be. Strong.]

[arrogantalloy]

You have five minutes before I get comfy on your bed.

4:59

4:58

4:57

[Private message to Bruce Banner]

[preanimator]

Would you please intervene with your significant other's plans to wank on my bed? I'd rather not have to disinfect all the bedding tonight.

[private to Herbert]

[greenmoonrising]

Oh my God.

I'm so sorry!

[private to Bruce]

[preanimator]

He says he's going to do it in five minutes. You know he never listens to me. He said at first he was going to make out with you on my bed, but I quite sensibly assumed you wouldn't allow it, so apparently this is his new, improved idea for pestering me.

[Private to Tony]

[greenmoonrising]

Tony.

Herbert just told me you plan to JERK OFF IN HIS BED?

Re: [Private to Tony]

[arrogantalloy]

Huh. So he is still reading the journal.

[greenmoonrising]

I'm going to kill you.