Muse is less than pleased about current plans...

[beltbucklerebel]

Listen....Mun, is it?

I don't know which is worse... that you're thinking of tossing me into that freak show of a prison or that you let Bones go there without me.

Bit of advice. Just forget about any of your plotting or planning or whatever it is you call it, because I'm not interested. You drop me there, and I'm getting out and taking Bones with me. Capiche?

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[sooochangeable]

[Because I can.]

Ambitious~

Do let us know if that whole 'getting out' plan works.

[beltbucklerebel]

Sure thing, buddy. We'll drop a post card from DC.

[...sarcasm. Booth's best friend]

[notquiteheartless]

Good luck. [Sincere or sarcasm. Always a fun game with Sherlock!]

The vast majority there seem to have resigned themselves to the place.

[beltbucklerebel]

Yeah, well, I'm not the resigning type.

[notquiteheartless]

Just don't expect much help from the long-term residents.

[beltbucklerebel]

Oh, I'll get help.

[it's said with grim certainty. If they won't help willingly...well...he'll find a way.]

[notquiteheartless]

Some of us might be willing.

Sherlock Holmes.

[beltbucklerebel]

[...have a short, dry laugh]

Sure, right.

And I'm the President.

[all7seas]

Bones?! You know Bones? [He thinks you mean Leonard McCoy, Booth.]

[truthin_bones]

I... do not think it is that simple, Booth.