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[oi_theoi]

Who: new persons
When: Day 30, so early it's still dark outside
Where: Shrine Apt
What:

[great time for new kids to show up and cause a ruckus right]

[ Minato | Yomi | John | Arche | Watson ]

Comments

[depraved]

. . .

[ well fuck ]

[inhiselement]

[He nearly misses you as his eyes dart around, but then swings his vision and the gun back at you. His jaw drops visibly and his grip tightens around the gun.]

-!

[depraved]

[ well, I'm going to walk up to you.

and punch you in the face. ]

[inhiselement]

[okay, yea that works]

Wha- Are you mad?! [too shocked to fully appreciate his anger yet]

[depraved]

You were drinking. Weren't you.

[inhiselement]

No- I mean, yes, but.

[takes a deep breath and gives a cold look back]

I think I asked for an explanation first, Holmes.

[depraved]

[ cutting bitterness ]

You're dead. After everything I did, you died. Really. I never thought you to be so hopeless.

[inhiselement]

[ow]

Hopeless? Really, you blame this all on me? You insufferable bastard, you think that you had a right to do what you did? Always right, always has to be your way, doesn't it? You think I wanted to live knowing- having seen you go over that waterfall?

[depraved]

Well, I never asked you to come bear witness. And I was right, whatever you might think. I cut Moriarty's strings and ensured a safer future. What more do you want?

[inhiselement]

You. [anger growing] I wanted you to be alive, not remembered in some volumes of writing, an anthology of a great detective to be forgotten one day. I wanted you to make up with Mary, to have some semblance of normality. I wanted you to stop killing my dog!

[depraved]

Our dog--[ stops ] No. ... Your dog.

[inhiselement]

Yes, my dog. But no, what I want didn't matter did it?

[depraved]

[ taking out his pipe, scraping it with his fingers not too gently ]

No. Of course it didn't.

[confirmed_bachelor]

So. This is yours, then?

[depraved]

He was never mine.

But yes. This is Doctor John Watson.

[confirmed_bachelor]

It was an abbreviation. Shorter and simpler than saying "that version of me from your world."

[keeps eying the height difference. how did a version of me get so tall!]

[depraved]

. . .

Strange, isn't it? It's like how your Sherlock lacks muscles.

[confirmed_bachelor]

He's got some, it's just ... wiry. Different. And he's taller than you for that matter, but not like ...

[makes a vague gesture of about ten centimeters]

[depraved]

I am a professional boxer, Doctor. I can assure you, height is not an advantage.

[confirmed_bachelor]

... Professional boxer? Really?

[depraved]

Yes. You can ask Watson. He bets on me very often.

[confirmed_bachelor]

[and now, trying to imagine that]

I imagine you win very often.

[depraved]

I always win.

[confirmed_bachelor]

[lightly:]

Despite the height disadvantage?

[depraved]

I told you, it's not a disadvantage.