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[yardlyworking]

I'll just be here if you need me, yeah?

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[reconstructschaos]

[Have a little French girl, smoking a fancy little pipe like it's no one's business, who is also a detective of sorts!

Don't mind her, she's just going to watch you for a while.]

[yardlyworking]

Er, hello? Is there something you wanted?

[reconstructschaos]

[She continues to stare. After a moment longer, she lowers the pipe and finally speaks.]

You remind me of my brother.

[She doesn't return the greeting at all and her voice is rather cold.]

[yardlyworking]

Huh? I do? What's he like? I mean, besides me, apparently.

[working with Sherlock tends to get you used to odd stares and such.]

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[reconstructschaos]

Grevil? He's very showy and has a long blonde hair in a pompadour that looks like it could impale someone. He's also a famous inspector working for the police.

[She raises the pipe to her lips again.]

Fortunately, it's not his personality per se that you seem to remind me of.

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

You've got it the wrong way around. You need me.

[yardlyworking]

Don't think I was talking to you, though, was I?

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

[Sherlock sighs.]

That's the problem with most people these days: They don't think.

[yardlyworking]

Pretty sure it doesn't take a genius to catch onto that, so you know.

[custardfishsticks]

Now that's refreshing to see. And much healthier, too! I've never really seen the point of raging at or threatening them to begin with.

[yardlyworking]

The way I figure, threatening's not gonna do much to stop her, anyway, so why get worked up about it?

[custardfishsticks]

Exactly. Doesn't stop most people in reality, but then, I suppose the muns do things sometimes that can make most people lose track of what's productive or sensible.

[yardlyworking]

Well, the way I see it, mine's got exams coming up in a hurry, so there's not very much she can do 'til those are over.

[ghostshippingly]

That's sort of what we do, isn't it?

[yardlyworking]

Sure looks that way to me.

[ghostshippingly]

I don't think it's that bad, really. At least you get to meet some interesting people while you wait.

[yardlyworking]

Know plenty of them already, as a matter of fact.

[loyalbound]

Where else would you be?

[yardlyworking]

Dunno. Probably work for a start.

[loyalbound]

That is a valid point. What is your work?

[yardlyworking]

Solving murders, mostly. Name's Lestrade, I'm a detective inspector for the Met.

[consultingsociopath]

I assume you're not talking to me.

[yardlyworking]

'Fraid not.

[consultingsociopath]

No need to apologise.

[Although honestly, he could use a case from Lestrade right about now-- not that he'd admit it.]

[yardlyworking]

What, exactly, am I supposed to be sorry for?

[Well, honestly, he could use help in a case right about now but the mun hasn't thought of what it is yet]