A Day In The Haven't Done This In a While

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A Day In The Haven't Done This In a While

Who: ~~Sherlock Holmes~~ Geneviève Vernet
What: A Day in the Life...in a dress
Where: Nearly Everywhere
When: All day!
Warnings: Fabulousness

{Holmes is out and about in a blue gown he's worn previously, with no purse, parasol, or big fancy hat because accessories are for amateurs. He's quite convincing, though he looks about ten years older (early fifties) as drag tends to do. The cracks in his act only start to show in a conversation. His height might be a little odd anywhere else, but as many women of the Barge are taller it doesn't stand out so much. His skirt is a little overly poofy, though not quite a full crinoline. ~~Don't judge him this is for science.~~}

{OOC: Feel free to figure out that it's him, I just ask that there be at least a little dialogue exchange first—unless of course the character already knew, or was told.}

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{Ready to give Queen Victoria a run for her money in the dainty-tea-sipping category, Holmes is sitting primly with his tea (in a fancy cup) and a small, lightly buttered scone. If you've had a stern governess, the sight might be familiar.}

[Tea and scones, you say? And George, of course, can't resist the opportunity to have a chat with a Victorian-looking lady. They're in short supply on the Barge since Miss Poppins' exit. George tips his helmet to her.]

Good morning, ma'am.

{Thankfully the Barge isn't happening by a sun today, and his lack of parasol isn't hampering him. Careful of the edge from habit ~~not that he does this often not at all~~ despite the lack of wind, he leans only a bit on the railing, not paying attention to any passers-by.}

{Still curious about this not-quite-but-so-very-close supposed Watson, Holmes takes a quick walk into the infirmary. He's in disguise, which makes him invisible, after all.}

[Though he's finding the futuristic technology (and a few of the people) in the infirmary frustrating, John's in his element when he's at work. He smiles and hums while he's checking notes, then spots the older woman as she comes through the door.

He doesn't recognise her, but then again, everybody's new to him.]

Hello. Can I help you?

{Well. He wasn't expecting to be noticed so quickly.}

I...haven't had an occasion to come by here, and it seemed best that I know where the ward was located.

{If that sounds fishy, that's because it is. Though in honesty he really hasn't been here before.}

Lucky you. Let's hope it stays that way. [John smiles, completely sincere - he's fallen for it hook, line, and sinker.]

Well. [He tucks the clipboard under his arm and looks about.] I'm Doctor Watson, and I'd be happy to show you around, Miss...?

{Holmes gives him a very sincere smile, with nearly a hint of a blush. Far more of a smile than even his Watson would get were he not so attired—something about the disguise does wonders for his mood.}

Geneviève Vernet, and I would be most pleased for it.

{It occurs to him suddenly, and horribly, that perhaps he's been told his grandmother's name as well. With so much in common, it's not at all implausible for their family histories to be alike. He's able to keep that mostly from his expression, save for the split second the thought occurred.}

[John hasn't heard the name before - he knows about Mycroft and "Mummy", but nothing else about the Holmes' family tree. Because of this he interprets that very brief look on the woman's face as nervousness, but he tactfully ignores it.]

Happy to meet you, Miss Vernet.

[She seems old-fashioned, this lady, so John offers her his elbow to take.]

Feel free to interrupt me if you have any questions.

{Returning to his domain, Holmes decides he might work a bit on his latest portrait. He's wearing a white, lightly stained smock, because he's sensible like that. It's the portrait he started shortly after he first arrived here—that of a woman who doesn't look all that dissimilar from him, especially in his current attire. Her hair is a medium brown and her nose isn't as prominent, but otherwise the likeness is considerable.}

[Chromie HAS been practicing some art since her lessons with him before... but she hasn't improved much. It still looks like something a kid with crayons would do. So jelus of this shiz :C. She speaks softly so as not to startle the artist.]

It's lovely.

{Holmes works as though he hasn't heard, though he definitely has. Eventually he replies, as though no time has lapsed at all.}

It might prove itself to be my best. Time will tell.

{His eyes do not stray from the canvas or his paints, even as he speaks.}

[Well okay, that was a dismissal. But this is a rare bird here - dragons have been changing shape as long as anyone can remember, and they can always pick each other out no matter what guise they're in. Sometimes it works on the Barge, too. Not without error, though - she's not quite sure.]

Why her? If I may ask.

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{His tone still quite neutral, and his attention still on the canvas, Holmes takes sometime again to respond.}

In art one should challenge oneself—to paint a likeness as well as the feeling of the subject. A subject with whom the painter is familiar is quite key to this endeavour.

{Though it sounds fairly rote, as though this has been drilled into his mind by some strict and overbearing professor.}

{He's almost never been in here, so his venture is partly out of curiosity. Also because one of the couches in here goes splendidly with his outfit.}

{Name when and where! Just not in the inmate showers or gym. Or the spa because, somewhat hilariously, he views this as an utterly male space.}

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A Day In The Haven't Done This In a While

{Late morning tea; Dinning Hall}

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