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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 ]

[womanwhobeatyou]

So you can shoot them when you're bored?

[onthesideoftheangels]

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

[do you know nothing of Science.]

[onthesideoftheangels]

Them or my fellow tenants, yes.

[diogenesis]

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

[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.

[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.

1/2

[onthesideoftheangels]

Who the-

2/2 because I'm weak.

[zordaar]

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

[...hi.]

[womanwhobeatyou]

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

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.

[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.]

[diogenesis]

[ Mycroft is more than happy to abandon that topic. Ugh. He was finding bugs in Sherlock's hair for days. ]

She knows exactly who you are. The point is in the gesture. Don't be stubborn.

In the meantime, I may be able to offer some tips regarding how to better get along with one of your roommates.

[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.]

[khamoshi]

[ raises an eyebrow ]

Your vocabulary surrounding women seems to be rather small.

[sekhem]

It depends who you're comparing me to.

[onthesideoftheangels]

Oh, of course. The woman. You've been getting rather chummy.

Heartwarming, really.

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]

[diogenesis]

Don't force me to employ another adage, Sherlock, it's incredibly tiresome.

[khamoshi]

...you were saying, about being polite?

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

[zordaar]

Hm. [She is apparently really considering this for a moment, but slightly wryly--] Well, in that case, I suppose you have your lucid moments.

[paperworkprodigy]

I think your expectations may be a touch high.

[sekhem]

Like a shaft of sunlight through the clouds.