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Sherlock Holmes (ifimnothungry) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2012-02-18 21:39:00

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mycroft holmes, sherlock holmes

WHO: Sherlock Holmes & Mycroft Holmes
WHAT: Sherlock has already lost one person to this event. He can't lose another. Even if it is Mycroft.
WHEN: After this & this
WHERE: The Evacuation Tunnels to the Mayor's Manor
RATING: PG-13 (for potential awkward emotions from two otherwise emotionless individuals)
STATUS: In Progress

Sherlock had been sure to write Molly's directions down. If he followed them correctly, there was more than a chance that his PDA wouldn't be able to connect to the network properly for him to continue to follow them like that, and while he could remember a lot of things which he came across rather well rather quickly, there was no sense in chancing taking a wrong turn in a situation like this. It wasn't like Mycroft to dally. He took care of situations swiftly and efficiently unless he happened to be bored and felt the need to draw them out for his own amusement. This, however, was not a situation which his brother would find amusing, so Sherlock couldn't for the life of him fathom what the hold up was. Well, he could. It was there, somewhere, in the back of his mind, poking at him despite the fact that he was attempting to ignore it as he headed deep into the park. It hadn't been difficult to find the hidden door in the large stone column that decorated the landscape. Sherlock was pretty sure it was the only lawn ornament with a biometric security system. Pressing his fingers against the pad, her was surprised to find that it slipped open easily for him and allowed him to pass down into the caverns below.

Armed with John's hand gun, just in case, Sherlock slipped through the passages, turning at the forks that he found and being sure to keep to Molly's directions exactly. He didn't know exactly how she knew where Mycroft was, but she seemed quite certain of it. As there was no reason to doubt her at the moment, and he had no better leads to go on. He could clarify the hows and whys once he'd found his brother. While hesitant to call out lest he attract trouble the first dozen yards or so, by the time that he'd managed to get into what he could only assume was the greater depth of the system, he risked it. He was no good to Mycroft, after all, if his brother did know he was there.

"Mycroft!" Sherlock shouted, his voice ringing off the walls and heading back to his ears, making his wince with just how desperate it sounded. "Where are you? If you can hear me, answer!"

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ifimnothungry
2012-02-20 03:13 am UTC (link)

Sherlock wasn't entirely sure what he'd said or done in the end that had snapped Mycroft back to his senses, but he honestly figured that he didn't have to analysis it if it had worked in the end. It didn't seem likely that he was going to have to repeat this occasion any time soon. Or at least, he hoped that he wouldn't. Mycroft was supposed to be the one to chastise and badger him when he was having internalized breakdowns, not the other way round.

Standing along side his brother, he cast a gaze back down at Pepper before looking back at Mycroft. He didn't want to impede on any territory that his brother considered to be his, but Sherlock wasn't certain of just how much extra weight Mycroft would be capable of supporting at the moment, particularly when the physical weight might aggravate whatever issues of guilt that he was holding onto. So he moved, slowly at first, to Pepper's side, bending down on one knee and gently pulling her lifeless body up into his arms, standing once he knew he had a firm grasp on her.

"Lead the way, Mycroft. I was lucky to make it this far the first time," Not that Sherlock couldn't easily remember how to get back out, but he figured giving his brother something practical to do would help keep him grounded.

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hisarchenemy
2012-02-20 05:26 am UTC (link)

Although he gave no outward indication of it, something inside of Mycroft recoiled at the sight of Sherlock holding Pepper's lifeless form. He knew it was an irrational, ridiculously emotional response that had no place in any situation, much less the one they were in. However he also knew that he would not, could not, let his brother carry her from the tunnels. So rather than immediately leading them toward the exit, he instead stepped closer to Sherlock and met the man's gaze.

"You take that," he said, a slight tip of his head indicating Pepper's gun that was still resting on the ground beside where he'd been sitting mere moments before. "And I will take her." He wanted to add more, wanted to all but snatch her away as though Sherlock might somehow cause her harm even if that was utterly impossible. He didn't, though. He simply waited for his brother to acquiesce, tacking on a pointed, "After all, there's no sense in ruining your favourite coat when my suit is, quite clearly, already a rather lost cause."

A flimsy excuse, one that even a child could see through, but Mycroft didn't particularly care. It was the best he was going to come up with and the only explanation he was offering. One way or another, though, he was going to carry Pepper out of the tunnels. Regardless of what Sherlock had to say on the matter.

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ifimnothungry
2012-02-20 05:50 am UTC (link)

Sherlock wasn't surprised by Mycroft's insistence that he be the one to handle Pepper. It was the same sort of statements that Sherlock would have made if anyone whom he considered close ended up in the state that she was in. So he took Mycroft's flimsy excuse easily enough, shifting Pepper's dead weight into his brother's arms as he moved to pick up the fallen gun, "This city has magic, Mycroft. I think you'll be able to find someone to get out whatever stains you might encounter," Sherlock said, attempting to release some of the tension while easing back into their normal banter. Neither one of them had to admit to what had just happened once they got to the surface, after all. And it would likely be better for the both of them if they just kept it between themselves. On more than a few levels.

"Unless, of course, you were just looking for an excuse to buy a new suit," Sherlock said, pocketing the gun as he quirked an eyebrow at his older brother. "Which, honestly Mycroft, I would think a lot less drastic ways to do so."

Probably too soon, but well, what did Sherlock know about too soon without John around to tell him when he'd crossed a line?

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