Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy

[drpsychosomatic]

Who| John Watson, Sherlock Holmes and anyone they encounter
What| Exploring, complaining, all that wholesome stuff
Where| Throughout the Capitol
When| After John's introduction as punishment for Sherlock messing with the cameras
Warnings/Notes| No warnings as of yet. This post can also be used for meeting just John or just Sherlock, we can engineer them splitting up for fact-finding a la Scooby Doo if you prefer!

Having been given a quick crash course on everything Sherlock had learned during his stay in the Capitol and his rather unpleasant experiences in the Arena, John had asked if Sherlock wouldn't mind showing him around some of the more interesting places in the sprawling, decadent city. He felt like having a rather stiff drink, actually- something to wash down the hideously confusing day he'd had- though he doubted he could convince Sherlock to join him in destroying a few braincells at whatever passed for a pub in this ridiculous place.

"So, where's next?" he asked, as lightly as he could manage as he stuffed his hands into his pockets. 

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[lassoftruthiness]

"A story," Diana repeated thoughtfully. "It's not enough to have us fight and kill, they craft a narrative to go along with it." Could the Queen of Fables be involved in this? It was a theory that didn't quite fit, except for that one point, but Diana tucked the thought away regardless, just in case.

[drpsychosomatic]

"Reality television taken to an extreme, I suppose," he agreed. "It's entertaining to watch two friends agonise over how to deal with being competitors in a death match. I was trying to ask the lady in the bar about it so we'd have a better idea of what might happen, but..."

Well, she'd said a few unfortunately callous things about Sherlock and his death in the previous arena. John sighed.

[alldeduction]

"Just because they watch it doesn't mean they pay attention," Sherlock pointed out darkly. He was still a little sore from being told-off.

[lassoftruthiness]

"I've had difficulties getting information from the city's residents--from our audience, I suppose--as well," said Diana, glancing at Sherlock. He certainly was in a mood, although considering the situation his restraint was probably admirable. "They've managed to detach themselves from the reality of the Games remarkably thoroughly. ...So very much like reality television."

[drpsychosomatic]

"I think it's more that someone's managed to detach them," John said, decisively. It wasn't the first time he'd defended the common Capitol citizen. "These people aren't evil, they just don't see what's going on like someone who didn't grow up here would. They've been brainwashed."

[alldeduction]

"Yes, so unlike home," Sherlock said a little sourly, shoving his hands in his pockets and taking a sharp breath. "I doubt they think deeply enough to even begin to grasp the moral ramifications of much of anything that happens here in the capitol - and even if they did, it would matter little. Secondary citizens, after all."

[lassoftruthiness]

"I don't believe they're evil," said Diana, raising her eyebrows at Sherlock. "Or brainwashed, any more than the people back home. Well, my home, we may be from different worlds. They're just...compliant. I think I agree with you, actually, they simply don't think the Tributes are real people. Not like them."