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Sherlock Holmes ([info]reasonbackward) wrote in [info]colligo_threads,
@ 2010-12-21 20:58:00

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Entry tags:!closed, jade, sherlock holmes

WHO: Sherlock Holmes & Jade
WHAT: Investigations! And a date. Sorta.
WHEN: Monday, December 20th; Evening
WHERE: Jade's flat and a fancy local cafe
RATING: PG
STATUS: In Progress

Picking her up hadn't been necessary. There were no observations to be made at her flat, nor in the hallway of the building, nor on the way to the cafe. Picking her up had been pointless to furthering of his understanding of the situation. And yet, it had seemed wrong to say he would meet her there. Not because he was attempting to create the proper atmosphere to influence their behavior. Or maybe? He didn't know why. It was eluding him, and that was making him even more anxious about his decision. But if he could make it too the cafe without letting on that there was something amiss, perhaps he could put it aside and allow his mind to focus on the investigation.

At least, until the problem was determined, and he could return to his own flat in order to demand an explanation from John. He'd understand. Sherlock had a very keen feeling that whatever was going on was something that John would understand far better than him.

Pausing in front of Jade's door, Sherlock straightened his posture, adjusted his suit jacket, took a deep breath (Why? It was just Jade. It wasn't as though he were marching into battle.), and knocked. Maybe if they hurried, they could make it to the cafe before his heart decided to explode out of his chest cavity.



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[info]gracelessangel
2010-12-22 10:08 pm UTC (link)

If Sherlock had asked, Jade would have assured him that she could walk to the cafe in heels. She had certainly learned how to travel distances while dressed up in Purgatory. Hookers didn't wear flats, after all. Still, had she been given a choice, she might have opted for the taxi anyway. That was mostly because of the snow that was slowly falling from the sky though. It wouldn't be bad to walk in, peaceful even, if she were dressed for that kind of an outing. She wasn't.

She took his arm and listened as he explained the situation, locking the door behind them as he finished. A thoughtful gleam shone in her eyes as she looked up at him. "Could be the food delivery service," she pointed out as they headed toward the stairs. Not that she wasn't sure Sherlock hadn't thought of that possibility, but it made the most outright sense to her. If one place was delivering to several locations, and the product was bad, it was entirely possible.

"And you really should warn me ahead of time that the food I'm going to eat tonight might be poison," she pointed out, her tone teasing more than chiding. She flashed him a bemused smile. "Unless you've already worked out what meals are likely safe?"

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[info]reasonbackward
2010-12-23 09:27 pm UTC (link)
"Unfortunately, it wasn't all delivered," Sherlock said. It was one of the things he'd checked when following up on Molly's info, and while some of the meals had been sent to the dorms, there was a share of them that were simply eaten in. The staggering of the dates, meals, and cafes had struck him, however, as having an underlaying pattern to it, but he couldn't put his finger on exactly how yet. But there was something familiar in the flow. "That's why were eating in. Best to cut out all possibility of a middle man in this circumstance," He said, glancing sideways at her as they walked down the stairs and out into the night.

"And I could have warned you," Sherlock said, a vaguely amused tone in his voice. "But then again, would you have agreed to come if I had told you right off that you could get horribly, horribly ill?" He asked before settling a hand over hers. "I don't intend on eating, anyway," He said before raising his hand to hail a cab.

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