Recapturing his voice

[mycroft_holmes]

[Looks around.]

Well, this is nice.  Isn't this nice?  Here in this little head of yours?  And I do mean little.  And a bit cramped.  Why, I don't think there's quite enough room up since my brother's massive ego is taking up most of the space.

Still that's fine.  I can let him do all the ... [There's a look of disgust.] legwork. As for me, I have governments to run.  Not that you would understand - you have as much interest in politics as Sherlock and yet, you have the gall to attempt to take on my voice.

Well, go on... impress me...

Comments

[not_a_hero]

[He inspects it. Well, surely there will be an upgrade plan involved.]

Good. I'm certain it will come in handy. You'll make sure my affairs are handled in the meantime I take it? It was a flat share after all. I am financially obligated.

[mycroft_holmes]

Dr. Watson and Mrs. Hudson will be looked after - I took them under protection after your death.

[As if Mycroft doesn't take care of Sherlock or those Sherlock cares for.]

[not_a_hero]

Good. Well, then. I suppose that's everything.

[mycroft_holmes]

Promise me you'll be cautious...

[The please is implied as is the honest concern.]

[not_a_hero]

All the trouble I went through not to die, you think I'm going to throw it all away so easily?

[Coke and cigarettes exempted.]

I'll be fine. Better than, with any luck.

[mycroft_holmes]

[Mycroft nods.]

With any luck, indeed. Do call if you require... assistance.

[not_a_hero]

[He waves the phone. Yes, he knows.]

Goodbye, Mycroft.

[mycroft_holmes]

[Mycroft nods. And turns to walk away as if the conversation never happened.]