Mun easily enabled - Muse is not impressed

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

You can't keep me entertained.

I don't know why you're bothering - SH

Oh very well, but I prefer texting! I don't care that I'm here in your head, texting is easier for me, then I don't have to deal with silly expressions, like the one you're currently wearing.

And you think being trapped here in your head is entertaining? Well, I suppose for a tiny brain such as yours, it is perhaps entertaining. I find it dull, I'm here in this big empty space you call a head. .... Of course, I know I'm not alone, but you can hardly call the things you've filled your head with as worth while for someone of my intelligence.

Why don't you go off and bother someone else for awhile. No, I am not amused.

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[stillhastrustissues]

The more creative they are, the more likely it is things turn out badly for us, Sherlock. [ Which still goes up a bit higher on the list than nothing happening at all. ] Might be nice, getting somewhere and knowing what country I'm in.

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

Says the man who fought in Afghanistan.

[But he can't help the smile that appears.]

Any specific place in America?

[stillhastrustissues]

[ A quick grin of his own to match. ]

Aiming for New Mexico, Truth or Consequences. [ There's a touch of distaste in the statement. Somewhere in a desert. That's so original. ] Not much of a city, really.

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

Well, at least you have experience in the desert.

[Sherlock is not done cleaning the gun. He gives it one last inspection before beginning to reassemble it.]

[stillhastrustissues]

[ He offers up an affirmative hum. ] Small blessings. Not even likely to get shot at.

[ Larger blessings. :|a ]

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

[He has finished putting the gun together, it's unloaded, but he can't be sure John doesn't know that. He points it at John.]

You sound pretty certain of that. Is there a rule to prevent it?

[stillhastrustissues]

[ John tosses over a look that can really just be summed up as 'holy irresponsible, Sherlock'. ]

What rule ever successfully prevented shootings? [ Sort of flicks a page of the paper over to the next. ] But considering it's not an active war-zone and there aren't any major criminals to run around after, I like to have a little hope in my chances.

[ ...he's going to be incredibly bored, isn't he. ]

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

[He rolls his eyes and grins.]

It's not loaded and you are going to be bored. I'm bored just listening to you.

[stillhastrustissues]

Probably right. I'm almost getting bored listening to myself. [ As long as the chip and pin machines keep to themselves, man. ]

Any chance I could borrow the skull for company? [ He kids, he kids. ]

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

[Joking or not, a flash of horror crosses Sherlock's features.]

The gun isn't currently loaded, but I can quickly remedy that.

[In other words, no chance in hell, John.]

[stillhastrustissues]

[ That awkward moment when your flatmate is bffs with a dead man's head and doesn't see the problem.

Typically this moment is more awkward by being surprising as well, but then again, Sherlock never really does typical. ]

You could just say 'no', for the record.

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

"No" is simple and boring.

[He grins, admit it John, you love it. Ultimately, that's why you're still living here, even after all your protests.]

[stillhastrustissues]

For some people. [ A bro who will always be able to deduce that his bro isn't going anywhere, regardless of most shenanigans. Must be interesting having that advantage in life. ]

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

[He shrugs and reloads his gun before putting it away. As to the advantage? Sometimes it's boring.]

For anyone with half a mind. Simple, isn't always better.

[stillhastrustissues]

[ Wryly. ] By which you mean simple is over too quickly?

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

[He picks up a piece of paper to look it over.]

I thought you didn't like me when I was bored?

[stillhastrustissues]

-- does anybody?

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

[He just sighs heavily. Finally he tosses the paper aside.]

I am bored. Even my mun is bored and it's 17 and a half hours before the next episode.

[stillhastrustissues]

Well, that's the problem with the whole- mun thing. Unless they're having you do something, you're literally doing nothing. [ Shakes his head. In that much he can at least agree to ridiculousness. ]

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

[He's pouting now.]

This is stupid. I had no idea this would mean someone so inept would have control over my life. Had I known I would have never agreed.

[Not that that would have mattered.]

[stillhastrustissues]

[ Ah, to be flatmates with a giant twelve-year-old. ] You mean you couldn't deduce it from the backs of their eyelids or anybody they've been keeping up there with you?

[ By which his tone and general posture mean "bear in mind it could be worse." John, John, John. You are silly, because things are always likely to become worse. ]

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

[He runs his hands through his hair, frustrated.]

Do you think I bother talking to the others that are up here? They're all idiots.

[No, they're not, but Sherlock has found a little-used area and has chosen to set up camp there - far away from everyone else.]

[stillhastrustissues]

Idiots with more experience in all this. [ Handwavey gesture. Not that he'd ever expected Sherlock would do socializing. ]

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

[He huffs.]

Experience. So you think I should listen to them?

[He actually shudders at the thought.]

[stillhastrustissues]

[ Grins. ]

Depends on what they say, really. For all I know they give rubbish advice.