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[reins]

Well. This seems like something of a thankless task, but given that I haven't the time or inclination to expend the disproportionate effort it would likely take to dissuade you, please do continue.

I only ask you not make a fool of the both of us. If not for your own sake, then for the sake of the security of my invitation to the garden party at Buckingham this year. The conduct of a certain individual I'm loathe to announce but whose name I'm certain you can take a decent guess at has left my welcome dangling on a tentative thread, and while I go about repairing that damage I'd appreciate no external factors lean in to tip the balance out of my favour.

I missed it last year, you see. Korea. You know.

Good luck, then.

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[solvescases]

[Sherlock looks rather pleased to find out he's right.]

Is it Mycroft, then? Good lord, you are different.

[reins]

Mm, that would be correct.

[solvescases]

Much thinner...and no penchant for snuff. Good for you. [This version of Sherlock wears the typical deerstalker and cape-like tweed jacket. A bent handled cane that he carries but doesn't lean on.]

[reins]

[ ah. dear pseudo-brother, you can stay. ]

I think I ought to have this recorded for posterity. My brother would hate you.

[solvescases]

[He looks slightly amused at the thought.] Another of me? It's possible.

However well or bad that would go over, I could never be opposed to the meeting. [Purely from a scientific aspect, it was a fascinating idea. Meeting oneself.]

Though it has been many years since I had seen my own brother. He passed on of natural causes before me. [Yes, Sherlock had died previous to this.]

[logicals]

_{[ excuse u don't be nice to him. he doesn't deserve it x-( ]}

[solvescases]

[He was not purposefully nice, he was stating the facts. There's no sentimentality in facts. Though Sherlock may have mellowed with age.]

Ah, my counterpart, I have no doubt. [The ears again.] Terribly young...