You what?

[the_urban_tiger]

Let me make sure I've got this straight.

I'm not even in the show except some vague remark on Watson's blog that MIGHT have been referring to me (really, "I knew that his assistant (his John Watson?) wouldn't kill him." is the best you can do) and you're trotting me out? The best you've got for my history is one hundred year old books and what you're calling "fandom", which doesn't agree on the finer points of my existence.

Yeah, this sounds like it's going to work fine. Don't worry. I'm sure it'll be great, yeah.

Yes, that was fucking sarcasm. How the fuck do you think this is going to work? Just find Jim, get me a job and then maybe we'll talk.

... don't you even bloody start this nonsense about the end of The Reichenbach Fall.
We are not going to get on well.

SM

Comments

[jimfromit]

You know the problem with mun’s Sebastian? Give them an inch and they’ll take a mile.

Unless you take a hand first.

[the_urban_tiger]

Saving grace seems to be this one is easy to beat down. Submissive might be boring, but serves me better in the long term.

Nice to see you alive and kicking.

[jimfromit]

It takes a special type of personality to handle you my dear. I doubt your mun understands that.

You know me, I have far to much joy to spread in the world to stay dead.

[the_urban_tiger]

In all truth, I'm been hanging about oh, little more than three months or there about. Need a journal, they said, talk to people like they're doing me a bloody favour. At least it's not been boring.

Good for that. It's been a headache without you around. Boring, really.

[jimfromit]

They always like to make out they’re the ones doing the favour. That’s how they get you.

Isn’t it always? I would do something fabulous to help relieve the boredom but my mun has me shackled to a tedious castle.

[the_urban_tiger]

[amused scoff] It'll take more than that so to get to me.

I.. wait, a castle? Castle where?

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

[Just this look, for the longest time.]

[the_urban_tiger]

You got a problem?

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

No... but you might...

[He doesn't like the fact that John was turned into a pawn.]

[the_urban_tiger]

Colour me terrified. Look at me, quaking in my boots.

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

The intent isn't to terrify. Merely to inform.

[Sherlock is unbelievably calm considering what he'd like to do to Sebastian.]

(damn you, work! One more hour and I'll be able to reply in a quicker manner)

[the_urban_tiger]

Then consider me well informed and truly lacking in fucks to give.

[sebasher]

[Ohoho. So you're meant to be him. Fun.]

That great flop of hair can't be help on your accuracy when the wind gets to blowing. It's always so easy to just miss.

[Is it still berating himself if he berates another version of himself?]

(sorry! busy day at work)

[the_urban_tiger]

[dry, humorless chuckle]
Might be a bit long. It's yet to cause me problems but you're the second to mention it.

[womanwhobeatyou]

Well this should be fun.

[the_urban_tiger]

Isn't it always, Miss Adler?

[womanwhobeatyou]

If it were that predictable, Mr. Moran, it wouldn't be fun, now would it?

[the_urban_tiger]

You've got me there. And to what do I owe the pleasure of your unpredictable presence?

[womanwhobeatyou]

Curiosity, Mr. Moran. I like knowing something of my business associates.

[the_urban_tiger]

I'm not entirely sure I count as one. I know plenty about you, however.

[spider_in_westwood]

They're so troublesome, aren't they?

[the_urban_tiger]

God, yes, but as long as they do whatever the fuck I tell them to, it's tolerable.

[spider_in_westwood]

I'm sure she'll keep doing everything you demand of her, Colonel. It could always be worse. You could have a lazy one, like mine.

[the_urban_tiger]

For her sake, I hope so.
Laziness can be cured. Light fires under their feet.

[spider_in_westwood]

Sounds like you have something planned if she doesn't?
Yes, but I'd need to keep her around to continue to write for me.