Homeless, but plotting.

[artintheblood]

No, not you. I'm not interested.

And besides, aren't I a touch young for you? I know which branch of canon you like best.

You'll never make it work.

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[consultantsdoctor]

Should I even ask?

[artintheblood]

She thinks she has something new to bring to me. Well, not new so much as recycled.

[consultantsdoctor]

Something like what?

[artintheblood]

Nothing I need, from half a dozen other iterations of myself. Like a godfather, and a childhood better suited to a character from a century ago.

Oh, and an AU to share the space with, from a place called Panem. That should be fun. Dystopia for children.

[consultantsdoctor]

Muns are absolutely mental. [Like Sherlock really needs more.]

Sounds like loads of fun. Can't say I'm envious of you at the moment.

[artintheblood]

Less mental, more a tightly controlled megalomania, I think. But it must be common to the type. What other kind of ego wants to keep playing dolls like this past childhood?

[consultantsdoctor]

I'm more concerned about how they find enjoyment out of torturing us than anything else.

[artintheblood]

They do, don't they? One of the games she's considering for me is one where the characters go to die in a death match, over and over.

Not me, of course. There's already a Sherlock Holmes in there for that. And a John Watson too. I would get to be one of the eager observers. Placing bets. Exciting.

[consultantsdoctor]

A death match where others get to place bets. Fantastic. [Dry sarcasm.]

Are you going to bet?

[artintheblood]

Tch. All my poor, late brother's money.

[harmonicmotion]

... maybe your mundane wants to try something new. You don't have anything to lose by giving it a chance, do you?