regarding somarium

[fraternalism]

Don't ruin it, I'm going to enjoy the quiet. It's not every day when he can only text me once, and that is if he's even lucky.

I'm going to enjoy the peace and quiet. My ears are positively ringing from the last few days. And no, mundane, I'm not supposed to feel bad. My brother's walked into that one all by himself, so he can walk out of it the same way.

I'm not bored. Tea and cigarettes would, however, be a bonus in this place.

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I've been following along actually; I love you two there!

[seesthebattlefield]

"Right. "

[He is going to regret this, isn't he?]

"And just what is it Sherlock is going to need to walk out of?"

Not thread-jacking just gahughdsjka XD Thank you!

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

Just the usual, John.

[Kidnappings, torture... Well, his usual while he was hunting down Moriarty's Network.]



[ooc: FYI Mycroft Mun is on GMT, so won't be answering this for a few hours yet. Also, think about joining! (shameless enabling go!)]

Of course! XD I meant to mention I was reading there earlier but I never quite got to it

[seesthebattlefield]

[That is not reassuring.]

"The usual that involves an escape plan, I hope?"


OOC: Ah, I see! And Oh GOD sajhsjd I am SO tempted to; you don't even know. I thought about it before, but I wasn't sure if you'd want one. I know sometimes in games when you play alone for so long, sudden castmates can throw things off.

<3

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

If by 'escape' you mean being 'returned,' then yes.

[Not really planning to escape, no, he's even thinking about joining the other side to get information out of them.]


[ooc: I love torturing challenging Sherlock to grow. Castmates are better at that, because they know his defensive mechanisms.]

asdjdfhnghhflhi thanks ♥

[fraternalism]

A lot of things by the time the next few days are over.

[Well, it's not a lie.]

definitely! ^___^ Every post has been a blast to read ♥

[seesthebattlefield]

Mm.

[A noncommittal nod, because so help him if you two are continuing your silly feud-]

And he's going to have help doing that, is he?

[seesthebattlefield]

Oh... Then you've already gone and done it, then? You've made some kind of deal?

♥

[fraternalism]

His escape is nothing to do with me. Sherlock didn't see fit to discuss it.

[Yeah. It's still warfare.]

[seesthebattlefield]

And you were just alright with that.

[Sigh. Why did he expect any different?]

Is any of it to do with you, Mycroft?

[fraternalism]

I have no idea what you're even trying to figure out. This whole scheme for lack of a better word, was hatched before I even got there.

It's a stupid plan that will end in tears for Sherlock. And yes, he knows what I think of it.

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

The... aggressive negotiations are currently happening.

[With Sherlock on the loosing side of things. He'll be fine.]

[seesthebattlefield]

Oh, I've no doubt about that.

[Frustration, mounting.]

I know he won't accept your help- but just please- please tell me you've at least tried to make a contingency plan on the side.

[Or you know what- don't; he's pretty sure he knows already.]

How dangerous?

[fraternalism]

[Of course he has a contingency plan for it. If it'd been up to Mycroft then Sherlock wouldn't have gone.]

I could tell Sherlock that grass was green and he'd argue it.

Dangerous? [Thinks about it. That boils down to how stupid Sherlock decides to be.] I'll be impressed if he comes back in one piece. Chances are he'll still be breathing.

[seesthebattlefield]

Are they?

[No, you bloody well won't, you git!]

Just so we're clear, Sherlock, you did get them to agree to something before you went and got yourself into the thick of it?

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

They're randomly kidnapping people, John. I simply made sure I was one of the targets.

[He needs data, the only way to get it is so be on the inside.]

[seesthebattlefield]

[He scoffs]

Oh breathing? Well that's just lovely.

[No Mycroft, not good enough.]

Why's he doing it, Mycroft? He can't be doing this one just for kicks. What's so important this time around?

[fraternalism]

[Squints slightly.]

I believe he is "doing it for the kicks". We know where the hostages were kept- they were rescued. The original ones anyway. We also have two members of the opposing side captured for interrogation, and another team is en route to finding what the captors wanted in the first place.

[seesthebattlefield]

Okay.

[Alright, alright, trying to rationalize this.]

...And by being on the inside, you know you'll have a way to get them out?

[seesthebattlefield]

[John sits in silence, you can practically see the gears turning in his brain as he tries to grasp the details. So the hostages are safe. The enemy captured. An investigation underway. Why? Why isn't all that good enough?]

Do you think there's someone he can't trust? On one of the rescue teams?

[fraternalism]

[Oh very good, John. Mycroft's slightly impressed. Then again, you were military for a bit. Obviously you picked some things up.]

Sherlock trusts no-one in that place. And I can actually say I don't blame him for it. Either way the whole situation will resolve itself, dragging the rest of us back into it's mundane lifestyle.

[seesthebattlefield]

[Okay, so that helps paint a bit of a clearer picture. John nods, temporarily sated.]

Is it very different from London; this Somarium place?

[fraternalism]

Imagine your worst nightmare, John. What wakes you up screaming in the night. Now imagine you're in a place where logic doesn't exist, and everyone's sat having a good laugh because they got to see your nightmare on a network broadcast.

Then throw Sherlock in there. How do you think it is?

[Eyerolls so hard. It's a pain in the butt, that's what Somarium is. It has sparkle, flying ponies.]

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

[Sherlock scoffs a little.]

No. I plan to find out who they are and what they want.

[seesthebattlefield]

[A hard swallow.]

Oh god. But that's not--

[Not possible. Yes, John he just said that- right. The army doctor clears his throat.]

Well he- he hardly sleeps as it is. Can't imagine it's been too much of a bother for him.

[Oh, but the look on John's face shows he clearly does not believe that. Flying what?]

[fraternalism]

...Possible. And yet it must be, because those words are coming out of my mouth.

I have to put up with Sherlock a lot. Now I have to put up with him as he sleeps too.

[Send help, cigarettes and tea please. Not necessarily in that order though.

And yeah. Talking, flying, sparkle ponies.]

I'd suggest if your mundane even looks, slap her.