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( voice test ; canon: elementary )
It's perfectly reasonable to remain silent while you-- [Handwave.] Dilly about on this pointless escapade.
Regardless of the the fact I'm in your head, you could not possibly think you know enough of anything-- let alone me -- to continue this in any accurate form.
In lieu of not adhering to my request, you are met with a resounding silence.
[A pause. Because this is quite the opposite. He exhales, giving an annoyed look.]
Obviously that does not include-- [Another gesture to encompass this place.]
This.
Regardless of the the fact I'm in your head, you could not possibly think you know enough of anything-- let alone me -- to continue this in any accurate form.
In lieu of not adhering to my request, you are met with a resounding silence.
[A pause. Because this is quite the opposite. He exhales, giving an annoyed look.]
Obviously that does not include-- [Another gesture to encompass this place.]
This.
mun of lydia/jo/ezri. /falls over
Why would I make you guess? [Although it's a pity your deducing skills are lacking.]
Sherlock Holmes, consulting detective for the NYPD.
sob you must come, irene demands it.
she may have been more alarmed had she not just met a second irene adler who looked nothing like herself. as it is, this is a twist and one that gives her pause. ]
Are you, now? [ there's naked interest in her eyes. ] Tell me, Mr. Holmes. Are you the only consulting detective that you know of?
that does not help your case
but but but.
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Your hearing must be off then. I am as British as you are. Or have you never heard of someone moving to New York?
[Granted it was essentially because of Irene Adler. Details.]
sob ignore my complete and utter canon blindness.
Are you? And the police just allow an ex-pat to work with them? They aren't terribly picky over there, are they?
[ wow, she's horribly snobby. ]
They weren't thrilled to work with you here, though, either. I suppose you'll likely say that they need you.
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Of course they need me. Who else would solve their crimes?
So you have the fortune to know who I am, but I cannot say the same. It's clear you know another version of me, or some facet. You think yourself clever, a mastermind I would think. You're aroused by power. You don't have the brawn to be Moran. Moriarty then. [Though she lacks the domination for world power. Her psychology seems to be all wrong.]
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she laughs, however, at the implication that she might be moriarty. how .. quaint. ]
Oh, no, you're quite wrong. I lack the proper equipment, to be quite honest; though I suppose I should be flattered by the comparison, I'm not. No, no.
[ she's practically purring in pleasure. ]
Think a bit closer to home. A bit more intimate, Mr. Holmes.
oh man, this might get REALLY SPOILERY considering they do something different
But Irene is dead. Well and truly gone. So he'll keep his wits about him.]
I've already guessed the only person I've been quite intimate with. If you're not her, then I'm at a loss for who you are. Unless in your world, I carry on multiple relationships with dominatrixes. [Which is a good idea actually.]
if you're talking about the spoiler at the end of the season i think i know?
Oh, dear. Quite intimate? We might have hit upon a singular difference, then. [ her smirk grows. the sherlock she knew wasn't .. quite intimate with anyone. well, other than his work, but she didn't consider that as counting. ]
Not many dominatrixes. Just one. Just me. Shall I give you a hint? I feel as if you're stumbling around it; it's no so difficult really. I'm just a woman. The woman, really.
yes, that :3
yeah, tumblr shot that horse in the mouth, haha.
that does give her pause. moriarty. irene adler. sherlock holmes. it seems in his world, it's all befuddled. or at least, from her impression. and honestly, it's ruining her game. ]
My name is Irene Adler. [ proud, sensual, coy. she always manages to make her name sound like a sin. ]
As far as I know, Jim Moriarty never loved anyone and certainly not Sherlock Holmes. Though, I suppose I would have no objections to his taste if that was the case.
boo, tumblr
Irene Adler is dead. In fact she never existed. Only an identity Moriarty created to learn more about me.
[It isn't some desire to be honest with her, but her ego makes his flare. Calculating and cunning, trying to beat him like Moriarty tried to. Not Irene.]
But Moriarty is a man to you-- your what? Boss. You work in the same syndicate. How predictable.
it's all right! c:
How strange; I'm dead as well. But I very much exist. [ unfortunately, she can't be anything but what she is; she plays games, she misbehaves.
a delicate eyebrow raises, however. ]
Boss? [ oh dear, that's laughable. ] Oh, hardly. We had a business relationship, once; no longer. I'm not a criminal.
Who is it that you think I am?
<3
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I'm really quite a simple woman.
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Additionally, you don't actually know me. It seems like there are a lot of things that are different between our two worlds. [ we were never lovers here, darling. ]
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[ it's an easy enough retort. ]
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