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Sherlock Holmes ([info]reasonbackward) wrote in [info]colligo_threads,
@ 2010-09-22 18:21:00

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Entry tags:!@event, !closed, jade, sherlock holmes

WHO: Sherlock Holmes & Jade
WHAT: Sherlock is being...Sherlock
WHERE: Colligo City Streets
WHEN: Sept. 22nd; Afternoon
RATING: PG
STATUS: In Progress

It was utterly remarkable just how...unremarkable this city was. Sherlock had already committed most of the streets to memory, but if the city pattern hadn't been so exceedingly different, he could have easily have sworn he was in London, or Liverpool, or Glasgow, or any other large city anywhere on the planet that was in an English speaking country. And if you changed the signs to any foreign language, you could drop it into any other country as well. Sherlock had spent most of the morning searching for anything obvious that seemed out of place, and other than the huge forest ringing the outside of the city (which did not happen as a metropolis this big gradually edged off into smaller urban centers then suburbs and then into forested area) there weren't anything that Sherlock could pinpoint to mark this city as something odd.

And that was beginning to frustrate him to all ends. Clapping his portable magnifying glass back into its case, Sherlock huffed in frustration, blowing up some of his bangs off of his forehead as he pivoted on his heel on the sidewalk, eyes scanning the area to try and find anything else to look at, anything else that stood out, but even the people were dull, dull, DULL. And Sherlock was beginning to get quite sick of this. There hadn't even been a decent murder here yet, and he was growing stagnant.

There was only so much crap telly he could watch before going absolutely mad.



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[info]reasonbackward
2010-10-09 04:21 pm UTC (link)
Well, then. He had been right, then. Sherlock knew the signs and symptoms of withdrawal like he knew the back of his own hand. He also knew the tendencies of individuals with drugs habits that they needed to cover up. There was a reason, after all, that he more often than not wore long sleeves. It was a habit from years of having to mask the track marks in his arms that he'd never fully broken. After all, long sleeves could always be rolled up, so he had never really seen any point in investing in short sleeves when he'd finally been able to break through his habits.

Sherlock smile mirrored Jade's at the mention of absinthe, a soft chuckle issuing from the back of his throat, "Some indulgences must be taken, to make the others easier to bear," He said. "I'm about four years out. Well, four years out from serious issues. The smaller ones tend to crop up occasionally."

A bit of LSD one frighteningly dull, dull, dull summer day and some powered cocaine during Christmastide that Mummy had insisted he attend all twelve days of. Twelve days trapped in the house with his family had been far more than his senses had been able to stand on their own.

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[info]gracelessangel
2010-10-09 08:44 pm UTC (link)

Truthfully, Jade didn't like discussing how she'd wound up hooked on drugs. The fact that it had been against her will, as a means for Sammael to control her, was all but humiliating. The fact that she hadn't put up half as much of a fight in the beginning as she probably should have only made it that much worse. However, now that the subject had been brought up, she felt the beginnings of a compulsion to simply spill everything.

Biting in the inside of her cheek until she could taste blood, Jade managed to stave off the confession for a few seconds longer. Although that was likely only due to what she said in lieu of such an admission.

"I haven't even been human for four years."

Okay. Not exactly the best thing to necessarily say to someone but at least it made for a good conversation piece. And it was better than telling the tale of how she came to be human. Which, in retrospect, she realized she probably was going to have to tell anyway. But at least this way she had a few moments of saving grace.

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[info]reasonbackward
2010-11-05 07:27 am UTC (link)
Sherlock had expected a lot of things to be said. There were only so many reactions that someone could have to a statement like that, but that was not one of the reactions that he could have predicted. In fact, it was a much more interesting one. A slow, delicate raise of his eyebrow as he stared across the table at her softened into a look of pure interest as he leaned forward on the table, propping his chin on his folded hands and uttered three very simple words.

"You don't say."

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[info]gracelessangel
2010-11-05 07:35 am UTC (link)

There was something about the way that he became instantly curious that was almost endearing. She would have thought it would be annoying. She always did hate feeling like some sort of sideshow freak for having once been something other than human. However with Sherlock, she didn't take insult so much as find it a touch amusing. Likely due to the fact that she doubted there was much that could make him so interested so quickly.

She wasn't one to keep him waiting for long for an answer, though. Dragging it out seemed unnecessary so she simply nodded and smiled lightly. "I was an angel. Archangel, to be exact," she said simply. Her eyes sparkled for a moment as she had a rare reflection of fondness for her previous existence. "Amitiel. The Angel of Truth, ironically enough."

Blinking, Jade's expression froze and she shifted a little in her chair as she glanced toward the table. "It feels like an eternity ago," she murmured before glancing back up at him. "But it's only been two years."

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