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[The camera feed kicks on to the familiar sight of replica 221B Bakerstreet- not so familiar, however, is the crew-cut blonde ex-soldier wandering aimlessly between checking the window, and trying to look composed.

John Watson has no idea what is going on.

His day started normal enough. He walked into the living room, went to grab his favorite mug, thought to check the weather-- and couldn't help but notice London was gone. As this was more than a bit not good; the man could now be seen muttering tersely beneath his breath, seemingly oblivious to the recording device on the adjacent table.]

Okay, John Watson, think...

[Had the lab in Baskerville triggered something? Even if an episode with this sort of effect was seldom heard of, random bouts of amnesia did not speak well for the sanity of a war veteran who supposedly had PTSD. Hmm... Well, if he is losing his mind, the best reaction will be to not react at all. Yes. He just has to wait this out; have a lie down in his chair. Resolutely, the doctor straightens his shoulders.

At last John's eyes narrow at the sight of the dreamberry. Hello Somarium.]

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[Vampires have a very good sense of what is around them. Heightened senses and all that. So he knows almost immediately when someone appears in the apartment. Knowing that Sherlock is still in the hospital, Subaru's entire body tenses. He certainly didn't invite anyone in and most people knew Sherlock is away..so this means it is some kind of intruder.

Subaru spends most of his daytime hours inside since the sun makes him feel weak. He doesn't die like the vampires in some myths, but it certainly isn't as refreshing as it might be for some. So instead he either naps in the quiet of the day, or takes the time to clean the home. Today he had chosen to clean and was doing so in the room he had been given. This has all been interrupted now, however.

Eyes change to a nearly glowing yellow color as those vampire abilities activate. He's ready to defend their home if he needs to. Stalking the prey, he moves silently down the hall until he can see the main room where the intruder is standing.]

Who are you and why are you here? [The tone is rather no-nonsense as he keeps his distance, still keeping to the shadows of the hallway.]

[John tenses, military instincts kicking in, instantly changing his posture. His stance becomes more squared off, legs firmly rooted to the ground, but he makes no move to reach for a weapon. With the morning he has been having, he doubts he'd find one anyway.
Still, he regards the individual- did that man really just come out of his room??- with a narrowed glance and something between a scoff and a laugh. Um, excuse you, burglar; he doesn't have to explain himself to you.]

Well, I'd say I'm living here; this being my flat.

[Sherlock is in the hospital and now there is a break in; lovely, just lovely.]

[Subaru's eyes narrow and it takes a moment for him to access what might be going on. He stays quiet as he looks John over. Sherlock said that this looked just like his place back home and if this person believed they were in that place..Subaru is smart enough to know what that might mean but he still has to be cautious to make sure this isn't a trick.]

Yours? This flat belongs to Sherlock..

[There is less venom in Subaru's words and more curiosity. If this is the man he thinks it is, then he really is the intruder now. But seeing how he has no idea what John looked like..he really is going to simply have to rely on trust.]

[The doctor fights back the urge to roll his eyes at the mention of Sherlock. Just once he would like be regarded as a person and not just an extension of the detective. He is 500% done with today.]

Thing about the term flat-share; it usually implies more than one person.

[The hostility in John has yet to die completely, would take a moment to die down even if he wanted it to; there are still too many possibilities. This person doesn't necessarily look dangerous... more than being responsible for Sherlock injuries, it seems more likely they just heard of the detective's hospitalization and decided to make themselves comfortable in an abandoned flat. Either way, John is trying to stay civil.]

D'you want me to get the deed from Mrs. Hudson?

[And there it is. The only real confirmation that Subaru needs to know that this is the man that Sherlock has been waiting for. Stepping from the shadows, those golden eyes change back into Subaru's normal green ones. He is dressed as he normally is, rather formally in the noble clothing he has worn for centuries. He probably looks out of place in modern societies but it is hard to break a habit that is older then most humans.]

I'm afraid you won't be able to do that for she is not on this world.

[Subaru bows his head slightly.]

You might not believe me but this is not the world you were born into and although this flat looks like the one you just left..it most certainly isn't. I have lived her for several months now, and in a way..have been waiting for your return.

[Subaru knew it would be inevitable that the other would come back. Perhaps he held onto that hope simply for Sherlock's sake. A part of him is actually sad that this might mean the end of his stay at Bakerstreet. But he is not one to impose and he certainly isn't there to take John's place.]

[For a moment, John looks startled. Not of this world? Did this person just imply Mrs. Hudson was murd-- oh. Faintly his expression glosses over with an air of professionalism.
The face he wears when dealing with the odder clients.]

My.. return?

[Not to say he believes this stranger, no, John hopes he might have noticed if someone else lived there for several months. Still, that isn't to say he can't learn something, even if this stranger is a fanatic. There had been some truth to Henry Knight's tale after all.]

I don't think it is my place to explain it..Sherlock would probably do a better job. This is a world known as Somarium..a place that focuses on dreams. Or so we are told. It is not in its best of shape right now.

[Subaru turns for the kitchen.] I can make you some tea if you would like..or perhaps you wish to be at Sherlock's side. [Subaru pauses and looks back at John, unsure exactly how he should proceed with this man. It's a difficult situation.]

Sherlock...

[Absentmindedly John checks his- well not his phone; the thing he has passing for one- for one of the detectives inevitable, short, demanding messages. He doesn't find one, but his memory supplies the latest anyway. 'Why aren't you here yet?'
This can wait. Whatever THIS is. It can... wait. John doesn't remark about the tea, just turns to the face the other person while taking a closer step to the door.]

Okay. I don't know who you are, I don't know what you're after, I don't even know if you're a client.

[John pauses, finding his words and noting that London is still inconveniently not outside.]

But I... am going to go out. And I'm going to come back. And if you're still here? We're going to...talk.

[Subaru turns to look at him fully again and gives a little bow of his head.]

Understood. My name is Subaru..Sherlock can tell you about me if you ask him. I'm sure you will be more likely to believe something coming from his mouth then my own. If you need to find your way to the hospital there is a map inside the dreamberry in your hand.

[Ever helpful. Ever polite. That is Subaru the vampire.] Travel safely.

[Subaru will likely not be there when John returns. Even with sunlight beating down on them, Subaru knows he must not intrude and this will be an important time..He needs to sort things out in his own head now as well.]

[John blinks at the introduction, not expecting the kind will.]

Right. Thanks.

[He pauses outside the doorway, feeling vaguely guilty, but unsure why. Maybe Subaru was from the homeless network? Hmm.. No time for that now.

John has a flatmate to visit.]

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[Action] so sorry Subaru; John is going to feel so bad for doubting him

[Action] This is going to start off as an awkward relationship ^^;;

Hey, they didn't tackle eachother to the ground, I consider this a win lol

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