William Sherlock Scott Holmes (
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[There's some fumbling and muttered rude words, a flash of blue and gray. Finally it comes into focus, a tall, thin man--not as tall as he looks--gazing intensely into the screen. There's a thin sheen of sweat on his forehead that his dark curls are sticking to. His eyes dart back and forth rapidly, and his pallor suggests he's ill or at least feels ill. He's wearing a fitted white shirt under a tailored suit jacket. More likely the latter, though he looked like he didn't belong in Florida weather. He's in an alleyway, someplace quiet.]
Hello. My name is Sherlock Holmes.
[He's expecting some recognition or something. That arrogant tilt of his chin hides the utter bewilderment and flabbergastation that's whirling around in that mind. Oh yeah, he's dead confused and completely out of his element, figuratively and literally.]
Clearly this is some massive practical joke, no doubt financed by someone who hates me. Since that's a lot of people, I figured I would address as many as possible with this device. You can't expect me to believe I haven't just been kidnapped and dropped in this disgusting swamp and that some stupid newspaper has-been in search of his last chance at a proper story is waiting behind curtain number three to snap a picture of me making a fool of myself. Or a mad little experiment from our old friends at Baskerville. I really don't care, though admittedly, you've done an excellent job with the special effects, the cars...the science fiction. Theatrical. I applaud the spectacle.
However, it grows tiresome. This ruse is stupid, so you can stop this now, you can give up.
I also will need plane tickets back to London immediately, return my actual phone, and someone to remove this idiotic tattoo.
Don't make me call my brother.
Hello. My name is Sherlock Holmes.
[He's expecting some recognition or something. That arrogant tilt of his chin hides the utter bewilderment and flabbergastation that's whirling around in that mind. Oh yeah, he's dead confused and completely out of his element, figuratively and literally.]
Clearly this is some massive practical joke, no doubt financed by someone who hates me. Since that's a lot of people, I figured I would address as many as possible with this device. You can't expect me to believe I haven't just been kidnapped and dropped in this disgusting swamp and that some stupid newspaper has-been in search of his last chance at a proper story is waiting behind curtain number three to snap a picture of me making a fool of myself. Or a mad little experiment from our old friends at Baskerville. I really don't care, though admittedly, you've done an excellent job with the special effects, the cars...the science fiction. Theatrical. I applaud the spectacle.
However, it grows tiresome. This ruse is stupid, so you can stop this now, you can give up.
I also will need plane tickets back to London immediately, return my actual phone, and someone to remove this idiotic tattoo.
Don't make me call my brother.
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Oh, I never said it was. Do you even use your immortality for anything at all?
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[Oh, all the things he could have done with ultimate healing. All the trouble he could have caused Mycroft. A faraway smile as he thought about the mayhem.]
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So I take it everyone here has 'gifts'.
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[ though Dorian doesn't physically make the air quotes, you can hear the air quotes in the word 'superpower' in the tone of his voice. ]
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[He frowns.]
I doubt that every single person brought over is benevolent. That is highly dangerous.
[Now what on earth was technopathy? It said so on his pamphlet. Accessing computer interfaces? Seemed impossible. How unscientific.]
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No shit, Sherlock. That doesn't change the fact that it happens.
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Well. Now that we've established that...What sorts of things can other people do here?
[Every syllable seems like it pains him. He would have probably left a long time ago if Dorian didn't have decent information and he was certainly not going to turn down such a source, even if he did tax his last nerve.]
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[ he just says this all with a straight face, 100% used to the bonkers nature of this world. ]
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Naturally there'd be vampires here. Of course. Shadow controlling? Fire generation? Of course.
[Repeating himself just meant he was on the verge of getting stuck in a blank feedback loop like he did when Dorian showed him how his immortality worked.]
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[ he is 100% teasing and 100% being a shitheel. ]
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I'm FINE. Really. I don't need a moment.
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[His screen flickers wildly for a moment when his technopathy responds to his emotional state.]
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Check your connection, by the way. Your screen was strange for a bit.
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It seems normal now. Probably a lousy signal.
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[Mutters] I doubt there'll be anyone as skilled as Moriarty around here. What a pity.
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