dear_mun | most tremulous voice testing.

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canon: sherlock holmes

most tremulous voice testing.

Mundane,

What, exactly, are you waiting for? If you're going to attempt to play me without making an absolute fool of yourself, you need to watch the second season. You can't possibly expect to play anyone adequately with less information than everyone around you, much less me.

No, 'waiting to watch the episodes with John's mun' is not a valid excuse. I'm always ten steps ahead of him; you need to be ten steps ahead of her, as well.

...Well, if we can't even agree on that, I can already conclude that you're going to fail at this spectacularly. Oh, by all means, do try to prove me wrong. Nobody else has succeeded at it, but I'm quite sure you can be the first.

Shut up.

Mycroft doesn't count. And if you like him so much, maybe you should go and play him instead of bothering me. I do have more important things I can be doing.

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From what I'm told, there's little we can do about it.

[And look how little he believes that. It's just that people don't try.]

Have you tried one of these games? Not my preferred sort, usually, but they have their appeal.

[ He shakes his head 'no'. ]

My mun does not see the appeal and has no interest to enter any "games" (me or the others).

You're just stuck here? With nothing to do, at all?

[He would go stark raving mad. They wouldn't have walls let for all the bullet holes.]

My mun has been attempting to find me people I can interact with more regularly but... They aren't exactly satisfied, yet. They want me to have cases to help you (or even Mycroft) solve and "adventures" and things of that nature.

I do appreciate the effort, though. Like I said, it's better than not "getting out" at all.

They're never satisfied.

[His expression darkens a little. John isn't Mycroft's pet minion, after all-- he should have plenty enough of his own.]

I might have more for you to do if I weren't hobbed by my mun's insufferable refusal to update herself with the canon.

[ An amused snort. ]

I'm just as "hobbed" as you are when it comes to that -- or did you forget at the mention of your "arch enemy"?

[ Yes, John will never be able to take that seriously about the Holmes brothers. ]

I've never called him that; I wouldn't give him the satisfaction.

[Nor should he, because Sherlock wouldn't call him that, but he might think it. Well, maybe not since the appearance of Moriarty, but certainly beforehand.]

Mine has the files sitting on her hard drive. There's no excuse for it. It's wilful ignorance out of some misplaced notion of loyalty.

[ There's a roll of the eyes at the first part and at the latter: ]

Mine would gladly take them and watch them if she were confident they would work on her computer.

Mine would supply you with them, were she somewhere with reliable internet.

Which of course doesn't make things any easier for me.

[ John just laughs softly at this point because... well, why not?

It's all so typical for them, isn't it? ]

It isn't funny! I'm right on the verge of an epiphany, or I have conclusions to impart, and then all of a sudden-- nothing. It's very frustrating.

[Sulking. Sulking like a little baby girl.]

I understand it's frustrating - my mun thinks many things are at the moment in relating to this hobby alone - but are you really going to sulk over it?

At least you have access to the bloody things. Mine will have to wait months to see even the first one.

It's hardly sulking.

[Apart from the part where it totally is.]

It's far worse to have access and not use it.

It is sulking.

And no, it's worse to have to wait while everyone else seems to have access.

I don't like being bored.

[Because that statement so helps his case, right?]

Wrong. At least you don't have to live with the fact that your mun is a sentimental, wilful idiot.

[ Flatly: ]

Really? I've never noticed that about you.

[ And then makes a face at the other. ]

You're the same way.

Dissatisfaction in response to something one doesn't like, but is temporarily unable to resolve, is a natural response. It isn't sulking.

[Nor is this, of course.]

On what data and deductions are you basing that conclusion?

[ John skips over the first part, done arguing how Sherlock IS sulking and instead decides to list the evidence he has for Sherlock being much more like his mun than he wishes to realize. ]

First of all, every time Mycroft mentions your mother you get far more defensive and emotional than someone who claims not to have any sentimental connections to anyone else is suppose to.

Second, you are possibly the most willful person I know in how things must be done your way and you will fight others on that (Lestrade will certainly back me up, I'm sure, as well as your brother).

And thirdly, I've already stated the first night I met you: you're an idiot.

[ Dr. Watson has spoken. ]

Mycroft is, as I've repeatedly mentioned, one of the most dangerous men in Britain, with whom I've had a long-standing rivalry having established behavioural patterns in childhood which are difficult to break and hardly worth the effort considering we see one another so infrequently. He has unique insight into my few attachments, and the skill to manipulate them, although it is entirely natural to be attached to one's primary caregiver during childhood, as it is part of the necessary order for a functioning society. That's not sentimental, merely natural.

My way is the correct way, the rational and intelligent way, based on facts and reason, not on loyalty to a friend whose situation will not be altered by her behaviour either way. Of course I fight to get people to do things my way; if they did, it would save time which could be better put to better uses, and life would be easier for everyone, most especially me.

You've also exhausted every possible means of complimenting my brilliance, so I rather think that cancels out one charge of idiocy.

...Your observation is coming along, but your deductions need work. I am not sentimental, and I may be wilful, but I am not a wilful idiot; I don't deliberately ignore new information on the basis of ridiculous promises that don't achieve anything anyway.

[ John nods at all that is said but, ultimately, doesn't believe the other for one moment. John knows Sherlock believes his reasons - but that doesn't mean the good doctor does. At least not in the way the other rationalizes the way he sees it. ]

Whatever you say, Sherlock.

[He should believe it. Everyone should believe it. Everyone should believe everything he says, because then things would be perfect ~~and he would be so bored, he might actually die~~.]

I'm sure sibling rivalry is hardly an issue you want raised, anyway.

[ There's a soft snort. ]

Excuse me?

[ Was he actually trying to compare his relationship with Mycroft to John's relationship with Harry? ]

[Of course he is.]

You've never gotten along, either.

That doesn't mean it's sibling rivalry at the heart of it, either.

Simple personality differences?

[He doubts. A lot.]

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