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[onthesideoftheangels]

This again? Wonderful. Oh, and I see you've redecorated in here- brought in some new lodgers, to continue the metaphor. That woman, that- other woman, a werewolf- can't hear myself think. Doesn't your mind have walls?

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[diogenesis]

[ sits in his Chair, looking for all the world like he's been waiting oh-so-patiently for much too long ]

Manners.

[onthesideoftheangels]

Do nothing.

She's the one playing hostess, let her be gracious and alter the noise levels.

[diogenesis]

I understand you see it as a last resort, dear brother, but honey is often a most reliable method with which to catch flies.

...honestly, you should know. [ vaguely haunted stare ]

[onthesideoftheangels]

Oh, please, that's not even literally true.

[do you know nothing of Science.]

[diogenesis]

As I recall, that didn't stop you from testing the theory.

[onthesideoftheangels]

Which is how I know it's not literally true.

[We are not reminiscing about the good old exceedingly sticky and covered in dead insects days, Mycroft. Sherlock refuses.]

Hardly the point, anyway. Manners are tedious, impossible to keep up for long, sooner or later I'd get bored and we'd have a lovely soap opera moment of you're not who I thought you were- not worth my time.

[womanwhobeatyou]

So you can shoot them when you're bored?

[onthesideoftheangels]

Them or my fellow tenants, yes.

[sekhem]

So long as you're only shooting your mental tenants and not, well, that's not to say I've not gone entirely mental, but not mental-mental.

1/2

[onthesideoftheangels]

Who the-

2/2 because I'm weak.

[zordaar]

Don't mind him. Why am I expendable in this equation?

[...hi.]

ilu.

[sekhem]

I never said you're expendable, just that if you're going to shoot at the rest of the mental tenants around you, don't aim in my direction.

Different sort of mental tenant. Mental as in hoo-hoo, not as in sharing a headspace with the rest of your lot.

[zordaar]

I'm not shooting anyone, he's not shooting anyone, it's a hypothetical situation, I got the wordplay and they aren't my lot, they're just in the general vicinity.

[...because assuming that everything in the general vicinity belongs to her is something Sherlock would never do, right.]

Anyway, you're not that mental. Are you?

[You're the sane one in this friendship, Jane Watson. Go you.]

[womanwhobeatyou]

Seems your only current option is your fellow tenants. Do tell how you plan on explaining THAT one, Mr. Holmes.

[onthesideoftheangels]

Not planning on explaining anything. Covering up, though, I might eventually have to do some of that.

[You may strike 'murder joke' off your Sherlock Holmes bingo card.]

[womanwhobeatyou]

Is that a joke? So this is what it takes to discomfit the detective in the funny hat.

[onthesideoftheangels]

Yes, it's a joke. I can make jokes. It's hardly rocket science, I don't need to be discomfited to display a sense of humour. It's hardly my fault people are too stupid to understand.

[khamoshi]

[ raises an eyebrow ]

Your vocabulary surrounding women seems to be rather small.

i love you so much.

[onthesideoftheangels]

No, that was me choosing the most polite term--

[STARING REALLY HARD AT YOU HAHA WHAT.

...what.

...why.

:c]

[khamoshi]

...you were saying, about being polite?

[ she's all a-chinhands, Sherlock. DAZZLE HER. ]

[onthesideoftheangels]

Who the hell are you?

[MANNERS.

Also he knows and that's what's unnerving.]

[khamoshi]

I had heard you were a decent actor, when properly motivated. Perhaps that was being a bit kind.

[paperworkprodigy]

I think your expectations may be a touch high.

[onthesideoftheangels]

I'm not asking for a mansion, merely some kind of separation between me and the idiot brigade.

[Okay a lot of them are fiendishly clever and that...is the problem, in truth, but he's not going to say that.]

[paperworkprodigy]

That bad?