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[standless]

WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, JOJO. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 336.66.256.63 *** JOJO has joined 336.66.256.63 <JOJO...?> Technically this message doesn't exist. Jonathan doesn't actually have a laptop. I just needed an Inbox.

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[standless]

Erm.

[It doesn't sound like a good time.]

...Sherlock you needn't force yourself if it's not working...

[Though he's not sure what to suggest beyond shoving his wrist forward again either. Hmm.]

[detectivision]

[He pulls the near-empty thing away from his face, and draws the back of a hand over his mouth.]

It is disgusting, [he says, tense and revolted,] but I would rather force it down on the chance it will prevent something regrettable, than...

[Than be a priss, and take his chances. The stakes are too high for his pride to get in the way right now. Sometimes, needs must, and you put on the disgusting clothes with the interesting stains because the alternative is peril, death, and failure.]

my brain keeps likening it to coffee, cold coffee, reheated coffee,

[standless]

As long as it sates you then...

[He doesn't sound so certain, but what can he do after all.] Is it better or worse than what I'd blended for the thermos?

[The thermos blood was warm at least but...hm.]

RIGHT. MICROWAVE REHEATED COFFEE WITH NOTHING IN IT.

[detectivision]

...better.

[A pause. Then:]

Marginally.

[It is no use being less than perfectly honest in a situation like this. At best, it's inefficient. At worst, dangerous.]

worse...as we realized....instant and reheated...

[standless]

As long as it's marginally better, then I suppose these will be of use to you then at least...

Have you any clue as to how long this ought last? A month, more?

s-sobs

[detectivision]

It was going to expire anyway. I will take it.

[And force down as much as he can stand, probably with watering eyes, and count the days.]

I am out sixteen coins. That is a month's worth, yes?

[standless]

16 coins...That certainly comes close enough that I can't see it lasting much longer at least, [Jonathan murmurs, nodding in agreement.] And quite so; it's why I'm rather relieved at this arrangement of mine. Apparently it's quite inevitable that a few bags will never make it off the shelf in time, so it benefits all of us in some manner.

[detectivision]

[He sighs.]

Well. With luck, this has bought me some time, [Sherlock says, voice tight.] Extremely unpleasantly. Thank you, Joestar. I will make the best use of it I can.

Will you be taking some of it?

[standless]

Naturally, yes- I shan't need all of it however, so it might be best if we sort out how many bags you'll require once we're at my flat again. Easier to properly store it that way, you'll need some sort of cooler after all.

[detectivision]

I am sure my dear partner will neither question nor object to the presence of blood in the refrigerator, [Sherlock replies, matter of fact.] I can return the borrowed icebox as soon as the bags have been transported.

[standless]

I thank you for that then, Sherlock- shall I see you off a short ways? It's still a rather awkward carry after all, and I'd rather relieve you of that for as long as possible, [he chuckles, eyeing what's about to be hoisted over his shoulder if allowed.]

[detectivision]

If you'd be so kind, [says the vampire cheerily, who is perfectly happy to let someone else who is volunteering to do it do the heavy lifting. How nice of Joestar to offer and spare Sherlock the trouble.

He's not even going to look. He doesn't care to. There's one dear man in Sherlock's life whose impressive exertions he cares to witness and commit to memory, and that man is at home. Anyone else is irrelevant.]

[standless]

Of course!

[And it's better that way, for certain. They do quite splendidly as friends after all, and for Jonathan that's precisely what he's always thought of them both.

The cooler hoisted awkwardly over his shoulder, he'll allow Sherlock to lead the way given his better vision (handily clear of any coolers), a happy smile on his face.]