PUBLIC CHANNEL

[thevictoriandetective]

EVERYONE JUST--SHUT UP!

DON'T MOVE, DON'T TALK, DON'T BREATHE!

[Sherlock, you're not doing much to improve your standing in this Carnival, are you?]

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[wild_magic]

But if we don't breathe we'll die, that doesn't sound like a good idea.

[thevictoriandetective]

AT LEAST THE DEAD ARE QUIET!!!

THREAD JACK

[dorkypantsuit]

Are you alright?

[wild_magic]

Maybe he's drunk? Or crazy!

[thevictoriandetective]

I AM NOT DRUNK OR CRAZY YOU ALL NEED TO JUST SHUT UP!

WHY IS EVERYONE SO BLOODY LOUD!?

[dorkypantsuit]

Well... Probably not drunk if he's having this kind of reaction.

[wild_magic]

But he could be! The drunk people at inns are always really loud and annoying and they yell at each other and get in fights. It's funny to watch.

[dorkypantsuit]

Sounds like you have quite a bit of experience in dealing with drunkards.

[wild_magic]

I dunno about having that much but we do go to inns a lot.

[dorkypantsuit]

Well if you ever start missing the experience just come to one of our carnival parties.

[wild_magic]

I don't think my brother would like it if I did!

[kingsroads]

[ Oh hey, it's the man who can't eat his food...who is now apparently shouty man. Well, Strange is enjoying the fact that there's someone in the carnival (debatably) more troublesome than he is.

So, in a move of maturity, he doesn't say anything, but his reply is him just loudly blowing air right into the speaker portion of the walkie talkie. Ha ha, he's gonna breathe, sorry not sorry Sherlock. ]

[thevictoriandetective]

WHAT IN BLAZES--

[kingsroads]

So you were serious about that part about not breathing? Well, I hope you can see the problem with that request. [ just said as idly as possible...though there's a definite hint of smugness in Strange's tone. ]

Come to think of it, you're talking and you're breathing! How do you expect us to follow your example if you aren't following it yourself?

[thevictoriandetective]

[Every word is agony.]

FOR THE LOVE OF--CAN YOU NOT SHUT UP!!!?!???

[kingsroads]

Says the man who isn't shutting up in the first place! Awfully hypocritical of you, don't you think?

[thevictoriandetective]

I'M TRYING TO MAKE THE REST OF YOU IMBICILIC LOT SHUT UP!

[kingsroads]

Then perhaps you should shut up first! Why would anyone shut up when a screaming man tells them to?

[thevictoriandetective]

YOU SHUT UP FIRST!

BECAUSE IF THEY DON'T I WILL STRANGLE THEM

[kingsroads]

A violent screaming man. That's further impetus to not shut up, especially now that I've apparently got to tell others to stay clear of the screaming person. After all, not everybody will hear this broadcast--some lucky souls will miss it.

[thevictoriandetective]

[And he's long winded. Sherlock's smashing something breakable in the background.]

I WILL FIND YOU AND I WILL END YOU

[kingsroads]

I doubt that. With the amount of noise you're making, everybody's going to hear you coming!

[ still, Strange is deeeeefinitely going to keep an eye out for Shouty Man and try to avoid him no matter what. ]

[thevictoriandetective]

I'LL FIND A WAY

[kingsroads]

Good luck with that!

[osteothropy]

So, what's the problem this time, Sherlock?

[thevictoriandetective]

EVERYONE JUST NEEDS TO SHUT UP

[osteothropy]

Sorry, come again? AM I TALKING TOO LOUD?

[thevictoriandetective]

FOR PETE'S SAKE WILL YOU SHUT UP

[osteothropy]

YOU SHOULD GO TO THE DOCTOR.

[thevictoriandetective]

WHY ARE YOU YELLING

[It was good advice, even if it was painful.]

[osteothropy]

BECAUSE I DON'T LIKE YOU.

[thevictoriandetective]

WELL I DON'T LIKE YOU EITHER!

[empty_vessel]

[Picking up Sherlock's tirade on the radio isn't hard to miss. And Jimmy figured that more talking will not help. So! Time to swing by the kitchen and steal one of the smaller whiteboards.

It's not a huge trip to get back to Sherlock's trailer, and try not to think about how wet erase markers work underwater.]

Are you okay?

[thevictoriandetective]

[At last, someone with sense and sanity. Sherlock's made a nest of blankets and pillows and is currently a balled up merman with two pillows smashed up against his ears and held together with rope. It wasn't helping. He didn't know this but all the sounds were being amplified through the four small horns on his forehead. Those were definitely not there the last time Jimmy saw him.]

NO!

[The irony was he didn't need to yell, it was making things worse. He just didn't like not being able to hear himself.]

[empty_vessel]

[Jimmy's still baffled by the markers working underwater, but he wipes the board clean before writing in small letters near the top and then passing the board over.]

Anything I can do to help?

[If nothing else, it might give Sherlock's voice a break, since all that shouting can't be good.]

[thevictoriandetective]

[Sherlock takes it and quickly scribbles something before handing it back.]

Doctor. The noise is unbearable.

Please.

[He took the time to write down please, even.]

[empty_vessel]

[After another moment of hoping nobody's missed the spare whiteboard, Jimmy nods. There's a second of him looking out at the grounds, one tentacle curling around a rock as he thinks.]

Taking the back way. Avoid the main concourse entirely. Quieter.

Probably.

[Jimmy holds this up and waits for Sherlock's nod that he's read it before erasing everything and writing something else]

1 sec. to call Zecora. Warn her. Maybe get an isolation room going.

[thevictoriandetective]

[Sherlock nods, before reading the second message, and nods again. He can scarcely think, everything is so loud. Even the sound of the marker on the whiteboard sounds like metal screeching. He winces, looking tired and worn out, for a shark person, anyway. His tail and fins are dropping.

It took some time even before he went on the Public Channel to figure out how to isolate the cacophony to be able to pick out conversation.]

[empty_vessel]

[Jimmy nods and slips outside to call ahead to Zecora and warn her that Sherlock's acting strange. The new sets of horns get mentioned, along with the speculation that Jimmy doesn't think Sherlock's pissed off anyone in the immediate past.

He heads back inside and scrawls a last message on the whiteboard]

You ready?

[And then he offers a hand to either help Sherlock up (mostly on reflex, since everything's underwater) or lead him over to Zecora's, whichever he prefers.]

[thevictoriandetective]

[Sherlock nods and gives him a thumbs-up. He takes his hand anyway, which really just results in him floating in his general direction.

Even the bubbles formed by his tail moving sounded like balloons popping in his head. This was maddening.]

[empty_vessel]

Jimmy gives Sherlock a smile that's trying to be reassuring, but looks more like a thin veneer over worry. But Zecora said that she knows how to fix it, so all they need to do is get to her.

Which shouldn't be all that difficult, since it's not that far from the trailers to the medical station. The hand-holding gets a little confusing, given how webbed Jimmy's hands are, but it's easy enough to sort out. Figuring out the quietest route is the hard part. Jimmy opts for hugging the edges of the grounds, trying to use the trailers and crowds as baffle to make this a little less agonizing for Sherlock.