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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[drpsychosomatic]

"Did you want me to try and find whatever counts as the police here in the city?" he asked Sherlock pointedly, his eyes steady on Parker. He wasn't particularly fond of thieves, whether or not a sponsor or two might find them amusing.
"Peacekeepers, I think you said?"

[whosalicewhite]

Never be afraid. There's not an iota of fear in Parker. This isn't Sterling. Sterling's the only one who might make her worry.

Unfortunately for Parker, she'll never care for sponsors. Fortunately, for Parker, she doesn't care for sponsors. As contradictory as that sounds, it works for her.

"Okay." Parker looks around for someone who isn't covered head to toe in glitter. There isn't one. Thus, she moves toward the crowd.

Now, the definition of move is important here. Movements are never slow for Parker. Light and quick: that's how she survives. Thus, 'move' here, means 'take off into the crowd like she's been told there's chocolate two blocks over and she only has 20 seconds to get there.'

It should be noted the first person she passes is now in possession of a particular wallet.

[alldeduction]

"Damn it," Sherlock hissed as moved, and immediately made to move after her - his eye caught sight of her bumping against someone but by the time he had made it to them (his own pickpocketing experience making it a much less embarrassing situation than it could have been) and looked back up, she was gone.

He cursed again and turned to find John.

"Forget it," he said darkly as soon as he found him. He raised the wallet. "I've got it." He shoved it back into his pocket without bothering to check it.

[drpsychosomatic]

"Friendly girl," he commented lightly, clearly irritated. "What the hell's the point of stealing a wallet when all we have is a stipend on a card? You'd think considering the fact we're all celebrities that identity theft would be a bit of a problem."

[alldeduction]

Sherlock threw up his hands in the ultimate signal of how-on-earth-would-I-know.

"This wasn't even the first time another tribute has attempted to pickpocket me," He complained as he began to shove his way back out of the crowd in the opposite direction that the woman had fled.