how could I possibly resist lbr here

[sneakyshoes]

[ <sub>he's very obviously all worked up, body tense, like a vicious jungle cat ready to pounce on the first sorry person to get caught close enough. he keeps walking in tense, straight lines and then hissing out breath between clenched teeth in a gruesome, evil little smile. eventually he'll talk, just. just give him a sec.

when he does, his voice is low and hoarse, his eyes flashing.</sub> ]

Come on then, come here. Every single one of you. Come come come come to Daddy. It's storytime, dearies, but I'm not the one telling it this time. No no no, I want your theories. Go on, then. From realistic to outlandish, I want them all. [ _{oh god and now he's grabbing the nearest thing to him. for the sake of narration, this is a camera, and the screen you're watching is now filled with his face. those psychotic eyes especially. a hissing whisper, because otherwise he'd shout:} ] How'd I do it? How did I come back from the dead?

[ _{daddy's h u n g r y. his pupiles are blown out wide, even if his eyes are almost slits, and he's practically spitting the words out now, much less man and much more animal.} ]

Give me your best shot.

Oh oh oh, [ _{leaning away from the camera now, tapping his forehead. it's as if he wasn't just rabid a half second ago.} ] that's right, that's riiiight, _{however could I forget} aaaaand speaking of- ohh~hh Mary? I'd love to give you my card. Bang-up shooting skills, dearest. Something I could definitely put to a job, even if your fashion sense is deplorable.

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[you_dont_work_alone]

The answer is you didn't come back from the dead. You're still dead. Get used to it because that isn't changing.

And don't you speak to Mary! Even if you were alive, she'd want nothing to do with you.

i legit screamed at the end of the episode no lie

[abeltorun]

[Runner 5 takes a step back and hunches his shoulders up protectively. Hoo boy, the crazy's practically palpable off of Moriarty.]

Face double? Pre-recorded messages? How the hell should I know, mate?

Here, just- just take it easy. Okay?

[goodforhim]

[She's going to laugh but it's clear she's not amused]

And I'm supposed to take that as a compliment, am I? Keep dreaming, Moriarty. I'm not interested in having anything to do with you.

[thewomanwhocounts]

It's a sick copycat and nothing more. Though why anyone would want to copy you, of all people, is beyond me.

[sneakyshoes]

[ _{heavy duty eyerolls.} ]

Bo~oring. There isn't a man alive who can pretend to be me, kitten. Besides, what timing.

[sneakyshoes]

Oh, please. Don't get all high and mighty now, dearest. That syrupy-sweet, dessssperately in love thing doesn't suit you at all.

I wasn't even going to watch it AND THEN I HEARD ABOUT THE MIND PALACE GOOD *LORD*

[sneakyshoes]

[ _{hissssssss. he stops moving suddenly, freezes and oscillates his head like a snake, eyes fixed on Runner 5.} ]

I'm sorry. That wasn't what I wanted to hear.

[sneakyshoes]

[ _singsong: ] Shee~e's alreaa~ady taaa~alking to mee~ee.

[ _{yep. that's it. that's the whole response.} ]

[thewomanwhocounts]

If you think that, you should pay a visit to the psychiatric ward sometime, assuming you haven't already. As for the timing, it could well have been a protege.

[you_dont_work_alone]

Mary! Don't talk to him!

[you_dont_work_alone]

What?

[He rushes right over!]

[sneakyshoes]

[ _{delighted giggles.} ] Oooooh~! Look who's found a backbone! Did your creepy talking Sherlock doppleganger buy one for you?

[sneakyshoes]

[ _{GA A A A A A A A ASP.} ]

What's this? Are we jealous, Johnnyboy?

[you_dont_work_alone]

Jealous is not the word. You may be as brilliant as Sherlock, but you're also just as clueless when it comes to peoples feelings.

[goodforhim]

[Her eyes grow a little colder at that]

No? It's a good thing I don't really care what you think then isn't it? And don't pretend like you know anything about me.

[thewomanwhocounts]

I don't know what you're talking about. Clearly you've just never seen me cross before. All the better for you.

[sneakyshoes]

Oh, please. I'm not blind. I know the real reason you're so miffed.

[goodforhim]

John.

[She'll just take his hand and try and calm him down a little]

It's okay. He doesn't scare me.

[sneakyshoes]

[ _{e y e r o l l} ]

It's not as if my life revolved around the acquisition of knowledge or anything. [ _{sarcasm so thick you could walk on it.} ] That would just be silly.

[you_dont_work_alone]

Because you're supposed to be not breathing but you are?

I only watched it because TWO YEARS WAIT GOOD GRIEF

[abeltorun]

[That... is not good. 5 straightens his shoulders, his voice low and soothing. (Or trying to be soothing; he's a little unnerved.)]

Okay. Okay. Not a face double. A faked suicide, then. One last big trick, hey?

1//2

[sneakyshoes]

[ _{looooooong stare.} ]

[goodforhim]

[She can roll her eyes too, see?]

Yeah?

So you've got me all figured out then. [She folds her arms across her chest] I'd be fascinated to hear what you come up with.

[sneakyshoes]

[ _{nope he can't handle it. his silence turns into a snort and that snort turns into full throated, leaning-his-head-back laughter.} ]

[sneakyshoes]

Mmmmmno, I meant about your girlfriend. What happened to you're dead, you're still dead, you'll never not be dead?