Sherlock and Moriarty nonsense

[improbablenotimpossible]

with hatesdeerstalkers

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[improbablenotimpossible]

[The wide smile vanishes at the proclamation - again that expressionless serenity appears.

Then it distorts, twisting - a different kind of smile appearing - one of relief - satisfied by the answer Moriarty gave to them.

And for the second it was there, it was gone, as the beast's eyes stared at the carrier coolly, the whites of his eyes turning that same intense blue glow that was spreading across his body and attempting to form horns]

Your love has become distorted, this is the result of our splitting I see.

[Then his eyes closed, growing as still as a tree, the blue glow seeping through his eyelids, obscuring the green they're surrounding]

Then - for now. We are at an impasse.

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[He sees that look, as short as it is - Holmes is still in there, despite the beast's twisting. Another side effect of their separation, perhaps?

He nods, shortly.]

Indeed. Though to me, it is not my love that is distorted - it is your purpose. If that is due to our splitting, then it it was the best thing we did in our lives.

[He winces, again - the burning is beginning to overwhelm him, his hand going back to clutch at where the Authority burns.]

...And I assume you will continue to devour what you can?

[improbablenotimpossible]

As I am, I cannot give but only devour. To store the infinity of data within myself, but with no one to give to to...

[He cants his head slightly, the serene non-smile turned into a slight frown]

[hatesdeerstalkers]

...A fate worse than death for you, isn't it.

[He says it flatly.]

[improbablenotimpossible]

[A silent nod - the look of sorrow still etched into the mask-like face]

[hatesdeerstalkers]

Then you needn't worry - death will soon be yours.

[His voice is like shards of ice, flat and dangerous.]