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ROLESWAP plus with added theory

[personal profile] hatesdeerstalkers 2019-06-07 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
[The night was foggy, as was common in London at this time of year - and as he walked back to his apartment with Watson at his side, James was lost in thought.

They'd just finished with a rather interesting case - one that had given him plenty to think about. The case of a portrait in a museum going missing, though that had merely been a cover for the bigger crime - that is, of the forgeries of quite a few of the pieces hanging up, having been replaced during the theft, and the real ones taken. It spoke of a larger organization - something he had been wondering about for some time.

There was someone stirring London's criminal element, someone so very deviously clever as to use crimes to cover up larger ones, and use misleading ends to their own gain. As he walked, he talked to his friend - to Watson, that pure, simple soul that he so very appreciated and cherished - about it.

Ultimately, in that chat (which he had to tell the man that no, the suspect was not of African decent), he gave a name to the shadowy figure he could almost grasp in the end.

Anansi - the spider trickster god. Like a hunting spider, this person struck out and was clever, using misdirection and tricks to cover his tracks before striking.

'You're rather like a spider yourself, James.'

That remark had startled him for a moment, though the doctor continued and said it was due to how cautious he was, like an orb-weaver in her web. He'd laughed - and agreed, also noting the glint in Watson's eye that meant this exchange would be going down in his memoirs, and gently ribbing the man about it.

At no time at all, he saw Watson off at his front door - with a smile and telling him to give his regards to Mary - and stepped inside. It wasn't long before he was in a nightdress, his hair down after working all the gel out of it, sitting before the fire in his armchair with a glass of brandy and his cat purring away on his lap. A simple night to cap off a successful day seemed to be in store, much like how he had been since the moment he was 'born.'

At the very least, he's relaxed enough to let certain things slip his notice...like the fact that he forgot to lock his front door.]
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[personal profile] hatesdeerstalkers 2019-06-07 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
Abby?

[Of course, he hadn't noticed - and it took his cat to alert him to the man's presence, blinking and setting his glass aside as his pet jumped out of his arms and towards where she had smelled the intruder. Carefully grabbing a pistol and placing it in his robe's pocket, he followed her -

And stopped dead in his tracks, his eyes going wide as he just...stared.

He knew who this was - there was no way he wouldn't, even though his memories of that day were muddled with pain and confusion. He knows those intense green eyes...the same ones that had stared at him, beginning to say Something before changing his mind and walking out of his life forever.

James' mouth went dry, and before he knew what he was doing - a name came forth hoarsely, a name that is supposed to be His, but...

...in reality, had always belonged to the person in front of him, just like this house, just like James himself -]


...Sherlock...?

You've - You've returned.
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[personal profile] hatesdeerstalkers 2019-06-07 04:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[The minor differences didn't escape him, after the shock had passed - and there's a short moment as he scrutinizes the other man. Pale and gaunt...probably hadn't eaten properly in a while, and that scar...

Without a word, he suddenly turns around and leaves - though his cat stays, keeping an eye on the intruder - but soon comes back with some modest fare of mackerel and crackers, approaching the table and setting it in front of Sherlock before sitting down in the chair opposite him. Soon enough, Abby also comes nearby, to jump in his lap and glare at the intruder from a safe place, ears back.]


...You look as if you haven't eaten in days. It's not much, but at least eat a little before you collapse.

[It almost sounds like grumbling, but...he's relaxed a little at hearing that he's not there to replace him, the tension having eased out of his body almost instantly.]

I assume this isn't just a minor check up, then?
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[personal profile] hatesdeerstalkers 2019-06-07 06:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[...He didn't answer the question. Filing that away, he's silent for a moment - rising just to get his drink, causing Abby to give a meow of protest - and silently pours a glass for his other half as well, setting it in front of him as he gives the other a level stare.]

I suppose it does - then again, it was the career we'd settled on before...

[He trails off, then takes a drink. Sherlock shouldn't need prompting to know what he's referring to.]

And? What of you? I imagine it's been somewhat dangerous, owing to that scar on your brow.
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[personal profile] hatesdeerstalkers 2019-06-07 08:26 pm (UTC)(link)
A reporter, hm? I'm not surprised, considering your...aptitude for sticking your nose into things.

[He sighs, petting Abby - who's become quieter, though still distrustful of the stranger in her territory, eyes watching his every movement (and to see if he leaves any fish behind that she can snatch up).

Still...It's been years since then, and only now does he show up? No.

Deep in his soul, he knows why Sherlock is here, and there's no use in dancing around it.]


...Still. I assume you know about what happened at the museum earlier, then?
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[personal profile] hatesdeerstalkers 2019-06-07 09:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Hm, I'd assume so. After all, people never want their secrets uncovered - despite how much it deserves to be brought to light.

[...he's not certain yet - but hearing about that, well.

He knows.

After all, the extent of the crime had not been published yet, and he could have been in there for many different reasons other than theft, as the man in front of him very well knows.

So - he smiles.]


Oh? I never said it was theft, Sherlock. For all you know, I could have been investigating many other things.

...Unless, of course, you had some reason to believe it was a much grander theft?
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[personal profile] hatesdeerstalkers 2019-06-07 10:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[Reasonable, yes - yet the gleam in his blue eyes should speak for him. The gleam of connecting, of figuring things out, biding his time to hold in the knowledge contained within.]

Ah, yes - That does make sense, doesn't it? Well then - in your opinion, what kind of crime would have occurred?
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[personal profile] hatesdeerstalkers 2019-06-08 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
[He leans in as well, that same spell seeming to fall over him as he talks, excitedly.]

Indeed! And what kind of grand theft do you suppose happened? What would be enough to have caught the eye of Sherlock Holmes?

[...For a moment, it was as if -

They were the same person, talking about a case to themselves.]
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[personal profile] hatesdeerstalkers 2019-06-08 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
Hm, potentially - But let me tell you this! There was not a work out of place beyond one piece, and yet I still called it a grander theft.

What then, could it be?

[Leading him on - like he was teaching him, letting him come to the correct answer he'd learned, trembling almost faintly with that same excitement.

Though if Sherlock noticed, he might have felt those strands of web attaching to his face, pulling him in just the right way...]
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[personal profile] hatesdeerstalkers 2019-06-08 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
[At the jerk -

it was like the tension, the spell between them...just broke, blinking and sitting upright himself.

Ah...what was he thinking? That - had been too dangerous, and he winces suddenly, his hand rising up to rub fitfully at his chest, just over his heart, where the Authority was branded into his flesh.]


...I suppose I merely wanted your thoughts on the matter. Now that I have them - well.

[He stops rubbing, suddenly locking eyes with Sherlock - and smiling.]

Such a shame that there's no evidence, hm? At least, not enough to bring down the Spider pulling the strings behind it.

['I know.']
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[personal profile] hatesdeerstalkers 2019-06-08 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
Indeed. Yet, I'm certain that they'll slip up.

['This is a bad idea', something deep inside him whispered.

Yet, like this, sitting at a table...

There was so much they could be, they could do. They could play a game all for them, dancing around the traps each other set.

Maybe...for a little while, it wouldn't be so bad. Until one or the other is inevitably trapped, strangled by those threads -

(The fate of a Beast like them, after all.)

He gives a loud yawn, before downing another swig of his drink.]


A criminal always does, somewhere along the line. Don't you agree?
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[personal profile] hatesdeerstalkers 2019-06-08 10:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Indeed, Sherlock. We'll have to see if this criminal slips into the shadows, uncaught - or if they'll eventually be collared by Scotland Yard or a detective of some renown.

[He gives a smile, and then -

shrugs.]


Time will tell, but it is good to see you again. I'm surprised you're still in london, personally.
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[personal profile] hatesdeerstalkers 2019-06-09 10:35 am (UTC)(link)
It is a bustling place, true. I don't have any plans to move from the city, either - So I suppose we might see each other again, then.

[He chuckles.]

It seems I'll have to keep slicking back my hair in order to keep people from mistaking us for the other.

...Speaking of, I take it you're using a different name now?

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