20 October 2013 @ 07:05 pm

[ She's seen too many horrible things this month. Seen too many deaths. Her voice is agitated. She's been thinking about this all week, and she doesn't see any other way to live with her conscience. She cannot be a surgeon anymore. But she can still do basic things, she can still take blood and watch patients and feel like she's accomplishing something against the dark. ] I can't just stand by any longer. Who do I need to talk to about working at the hospital? I have medical training, I can do some nursing. Whatever's needed.
07 September 2013 @ 05:07 pm

[ About thirty seconds of video plays briefly before Joan's face fills the screen. She seems rather agitated. ]

How did someone get access to Sherlock's tapes? I didn't give my permission for that recording. I want it taken down now, it's private.

[ She fiddles with the device for a moment, biting her lip in irritation. She manages to end the post, but not to remove the film. ]

[ ooc: Please watch from 1:30 to about the two-minute mark. ]
23 August 2013 @ 08:11 pm

I really need to be somewhere that doesn't have any clowns. A non-bar space, preferably. But really, anywhere.

23 July 2013 @ 07:55 pm
letter from Sherlock, photographed for the network )


[ After a moment, there's a long sigh. Joan had volunteered to paint when the strangers asked, and this is the fruit of her labors: a letter from home. ] It sounds just like him, that's for sure. I wish I knew something more about handwriting analysis. Although that would require a comparative sample, so it isn't any good either.

Has anyone else received anything from the new regime as a gift for helping out? Any other letters? I figured that would be the hardest to fake.

I'd like to get together and compare notes with anyone who has.
14 June 2013 @ 09:23 pm

You know, I was going to try to wait until everything around here slowed down a little, but I'm getting the impression that that's never going to happen. Meteorites or not, I've still got to eat, and everyone at the Welcome Center has been really nice, but I need a job. I've been giving out resumes across the City, but someone told me I should advertise on the network - it's apparently really helpful for finding a job. Given how kind people was when I arrived, I'm not surprised. [ The surly Joan from her intro isn't here. She's cheerful and friendly... a lot more cheerful than she actually feels, but she really wants to give a good impression. ]

So, here it goes. I'm happy to learn if you're happy to train, and I'd be interested in any kind of opportunity, especially one where I can work closely with people.

Attached: Joan Watson 2013 Resume.doc

[ The resume goes on for another sensible half of a page, detailing other previous work experience and skills. Someone might notice holes of time in it -- there's nothing there about her previous career as a surgeon, nor the length of time she spent in medical school. Really, she's just hoping no one will ask. ]

I put my contact information on there, but you could also respond to this post if you'd like. Thanks for reading!
21 May 2013 @ 07:48 pm
cut for space )


[ The voice post comes about ten minutes after her entrance to the City. She reached into her pocket for her phone only moments after arriving, and was immediately frustrated by the inability to reach anyone from the outside world. Not Sherlock, not Bell, not Gregson, not even her mother.

When she saw the new little Network icon on her phone, she hesitated to click it, but finally gave in. And after a few minutes reading, she's formulated a plan for going forward. It's risky, but she's going to have to do what she can with what she has. She needs answers. ]

Hello, my name is Joan Watson, and I could use some help. I think someone sent me here under false pretenses. I don't know where this is... but it's definitely not New York City. I need to get back there as soon as possible. And I need to borrow a phone from someone, because mine isn't working right. Are there any police officers monitoring this frequency? I need to speak to someone right now, it's urgent.