bandwagons on, spoilers for 'the sign of three'.

[herrin]

I knew I was in your head.

[ and excuse her if she doesn't look ridiculously smug about it. ]

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[highfunctioning_sociopath]

Fanboy's fantasy would be more accurate.

[He's just a little annoyed with that scene.]

[herrin]

It's hardly my fault that you prefer to remember me nude rather than clothed.

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

Only because your nudity was a disguise unto itself. And since a disguise is always a self portrait....

[herrin]

And what did my 'disguise' say about me?

[ really. enlighten her. ]

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

That the one time it mattered you would enjoy yourself too much.

[sherlocklives]

It's not my fault you're remotely clever. Of course you'd be in my head, you were distracting me.

[herrin]

'Remotely clever'; you do know how to flatter a woman, Mr. Holmes.

[ a beat ]

I like to think I was helping.

[improbably_true]

Yes, I always tend to be more visual with my representations for - but you don't need to understand that do you?

[herrin]

Don't I?

Do share with the class.

[improbably_true]

No.
Definitely not.

[herrin]

With a vivid imagination like that...

I can only imagine what you get up to on your own.

[acclimatize]

I already told you as much.

[ He'll just be over here, long-suffering because no one ever listens to him. And people wonder why he yells. ]

[herrin]

That was then. This is now.

[ after her betrayal, after his subsequent granting of her fall, after karachi. after. it made all of the difference. ]

[diogenesclub]

Hardly surprising, really.

[herrin]

And why is that?

[ she has her own theories and agrees but, do enlighten her. ]

[diogenesclub]

Any passing fancy of his will occasionally manifest in his thoughts. Engraved in his hard drive so to speak. It's a compliment, really.

Most ordinary people are deleted right away.

[herrin]

He did recreate me in perfect detail, didn't he?

[ she's rather proud of sherlock as well. ]

I think we both know I'm a bit more than ordinary.

[the_new_sexy]

Oh, did you?

[herrin]

Of course.

I made a lasting impression.

[the_new_sexy]

I imagine that was the intention.

[herrin]

One of them, perhaps.

[ oh, she missed this. ]

I knew you looked.

[consult]

[ annoyed; slightly provoked; and he'd be damned before he took the bait. ]

You left an impression-- [ keep monotonous. ] --now you are nothing more than a distraction, needing to be removed.

[ fingers curl slightly, remaining steepled, adding a little bite--he took the bait. ]

Much like a tumor.

[herrin]

[ she doesn't rise to his mostly offensive implication; instead she smiles. ]

I made it into your head and it bothers you. My, Christmas has come very early this year.

[ she taps her fingers on her cheek, feigning thought. ]

I do wonder; isn't it odd that my impression was rather .. compromising?

[consult]

[momentary slip. repeated blinking: one, two three. composure returns to him. urge to deny, he must refuse it less he want to look like a fool.]

It wasn't compromising.

[immediate response, words quick; he allowed himself to look like a fool. topic change, smooth, subtle, easy way out.]

What exactly are you doing here and what do you want?

[herrin]

Maybe not for me.

[ meeting him in places like these; it's always fun, regardless of whatever particular version she's speaking to at the moment. ]

Am I not allowed to be here? As I recall, I didn't have a choice in the matter. I was only making an observation; that doesn't mean I want anything.