[ Ah, and there it is. The oscillation of her neck and the harrowing gaze so familiar with Moriarty, regardless of the incarnation. What a lovely smile this woman has. How he would like to see it locked up in an isolated room, ten stories underground. ]
Really? Well, [ You've killed him once, you, one of you, the intimidation, the interest you inspire has dwindled. So hope you don't mind if Sherlock is the one encroaching on your personal space, Moriarty, standing just a foot before you with hands clasped behind his back. ]
-then please, scatter your breadcrumbs and leave me a trail. [ Interesting, their height difference. It's significant enough for Sherlock to notice it (well then again, he notices everything) and yet the feel of those eyes drilling into his with her lash-smudged glance is as unsettling as it's always been. Fingers dig into palms. Jaw tightens. ] By all means, make my job easier. [ On the last word, his upper lip curls. ]
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Really? Well, [ You've killed him once, you, one of you, the intimidation, the interest you inspire has dwindled. So hope you don't mind if Sherlock is the one encroaching on your personal space, Moriarty, standing just a foot before you with hands clasped behind his back. ]
-then please, scatter your breadcrumbs and leave me a trail. [ Interesting, their height difference. It's significant enough for Sherlock to notice it (well then again, he notices everything) and yet the feel of those eyes drilling into his with her lash-smudged glance is as unsettling as it's always been. Fingers dig into palms. Jaw tightens. ] By all means, make my job easier. [ On the last word, his upper lip curls. ]