Found pet: inquire within

[fairytalevillain]

This woman is so painfully ordinary. She goes on and on about the most trivial things, blah blah blah.

And I'm soooo over it.

I've been behaving myself, you know. Jim has been trying to be a good boy, following the rules, doing what boring people do every day... That's cute, isn't it? But you never know what to expect with me because I'm far from boring. In fact, I'm the exact opposite. I desperately need something to do before I go MAD!

So, how about this? Let's play a game, shall we?

I've got your pet and it's your job to come find him! Ooh, that sounds splendid, doesn't it? Just like old times. You remember that night? The one by the pool?

Come and play. I'm waiting...


[ooc: responses will either come from myself or johnwatsonblog]

Comments

[johnwatsonblog]

Let's make a few things clear.

I'm not anyone's "pet" and the only reason you've got me here is that these women are best mates and thought this would all be a hoot. I won't take any part in whatever game you've planned this time.

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

[A text comes in to Moriarty's mobile.]

Play what?
We're both dead.
-SH

[Sherlock's tired of these games, Jim.]

[fairytalevillain]

Dead? Aww, well that's no fun, is it? How am I supposed to be entertained when I'm dead? She did bring me here, after all. I might as well.

[He can't help himself, Sherlock. Being dead isn't as great as he thought it'd be.]

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

[The reply was enough to be able to triangulate Moriarty's position. Given the area he's in, it doesn't take Sherlock too long to figure out the right building.]

People think GPS location is great for finding lost mobiles. They forget that it can also be used to locate where they are.

[fairytalevillain]

Oh, but have you seen yourself? Following him everywhere, doing whatever he wants you to do... Must be nice. However, I don't think you have a choice, John. They're going to do what I want them to!

[A laugh]

These women are hardly worth my time. I tried to like them. I really did. But how can I when all they chat about are his cheekbones? I had to do something before I started losing IQ points.

[electricjesus]

Popcorn gif.

[johnwatsonblog]

[eyebrow raise]

And that's all you have to say, then?

[fairytalevillain]

You're so eager to come see me! I'm flattered, really, but you should know I'm not that easy.

[electricjesus]

Good luck, doctor?

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

I know. You wanted to be found.

[Sherlock's expression gives nothing away about his concern for John's well-being.]

[johnwatsonblog]

...Oh. Well, thanks.

That's more than I expected, actually.

[electricjesus]

Well, I'm not evil. Just amoral and slightly unfeeling.

[fairytalevillain]

Maybe I did. I told you I was bored, after all... But don't think that in finding me, you'll find your dear John.

[Jim replies with nothing but a small smirk that Sherlock has surely seen before.]

[johnwatsonblog]

Sorry, I think you've just described your pets there, the snipers and minions and all. Me? I'm Sherlock's friend, and it's by choice.

So if I'm to either put my friend in danger again or be forced to listen to his fans drone on and on about... things... [He'll just trail off here for a bit because he'd rather not even think about those things.] It's a close call, really, [and the stern soldier face returns] but I'd still pick them over you any day.

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

[Sherlock rolls his eyes.]

I should have tossed you off the side of the building when I had the chance.

[He pauses, thinking on Jim's last words.]

If you've read his blog, then I'm certain you know there's nothing 'dear' about him.

[johnwatsonblog]

Good to know.

See, it's hard to tell this sort of thing when your greeting is some internet catchphrase.

[electricjesus]

Well, to be fair, I was observing and mocking, not asking to be friends. So there was no particular crisis if you took it poorly.

[fairytalevillain]

His blog? Well, hasn't everyone read it? I enjoyed it. I'm a big fan, read it every day... The consulting detective and his little blogger, how quaint. [A pause] You and I both know that John is very dear to you.

[johnwatsonblog]

Right. Glad that's settled.

Who are you, then, if a proper introduction isn't out of the question?

[John's only other company here is currently Moriarty, so he'll take anything he can get at this point.]

[electricjesus]

Nikola Tesla.

[Waiting for the recognition.]

[fairytalevillain]

Put him in danger? What danger? This is just a little fun! Things had become far too mundane and I couldn't bear to listen to another minute of their chatter. Always talking about their tumblrs and their Facebooks... [He rolls his eyes.] Ah, but you fancy that sort of thing, don't you? With your little blog?

[A pause. That stern soldier face, so scary!]

It's no wonder you'd pick them.

[johnwatsonblog]

Nikola Tesla... what, the scientist?

[electricjesus]

That's the one.

[johnwatsonblog]

Oh, come on! My blog isn't anything like what they've got.

[Actually, they do communicate on it like people do on Facebook.

And he does have more than one picture of Sherlock on the blog, a la tumblr.

But that's not what's really important here.]

And forgive me for not trusting a crazed murderer when he says this isn't dangerous.

[fairytalevillain]

[He grins]

You make daily updates about your life... You talk to your fans via comments... You post pictures of Sherlock for your fans... Yeah, I'd say that's just like what they've got.