InsaneJournal

Who: Willa Thompson and Jonas Aldred
What: Sherlock pays Moriarty an expected visit
Where: One of Camelot's holding facilities
When: Monday evening, March 5th, 2012
Warnings: Who even knows.



After only three days of being locked in this lifeless cell, Willa Thompson was sure she was going to lose it. Cages weren't her strong suit, not when her mind already was one. At least outside of this place she had an outlet; several in fact. A thousand different ways to express the never ending rage and violence that coursed through her veins. After her confrontation with Charlotte Evans the day before, Willa had refused to speak to anyone else. Not a word, each time a guard came down to assess her she said nothing, her face a stoney mask of barely concealed insanity. She'd never been sane, far from it, and even less so once Professor James Moriarty had taken hold of her all those years ago, but after leaving her locked in a cell with no windows for three days it was really beginning to show.

That was the terrible truth (or one of them) to Jim Moriarty: For as well put together as he was, it really didn't take much for him to begin to unravel.

So here she was, three days later sitting in the same position she had been. On her cot, knees bent, back flat against the wall. Sometimes she got up but only to pace strategically around the room before returning to her former seating arrangement, and even that repetition was beginning to drive her slowly mad. It wasn't until Daniel Morgan himself came down to see her the night before that she finally uttered two words and two words only, her face neutral but her eyes wild.

"Get Sherlock." And then she waited.