Willa MacKenzie Thompson ♘ Professor J. Moriarty (crimelord) wrote in thereincarnates, @ 2011-01-28 09:33:00 |
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Entry tags: | colin ford, juliet pierce, willa thompson |
Who: Juliet Pierce and Colin Ford (and off screen!Willa)
When: Friday morning, January 28 2011
Where: An abandoned warehouse in London
What: The good doctor and her unfortunate friend are lured into a trap of the deadly kind
Rating: Rated appropriately for explosions and knife wound comas
The trap had been set. Only a few hours ago messages had been delivered to both intended parties, and now they were both on their way to being exactly where Willa wanted them. Honestly, she was almost disappointed it had been this easy. Still. It was a win, easy win or not. She'd take it. Juliet was in the way, just as the doctor always had been. A terrible, inconvenient nuisance. And Holmes was far too indifferent for his own good. Maybe this would finally shock him out of his infuriatingly apathetic shell. Maybe once his precious Watson was out of the picture, he'd finally step up to the plate. Whether he was going to admit it or not, they both knew he wanted to. He just needed a little. Extra. Push.
Her spies were everywhere, so she had gotten word from her place in New York only a minute after her first target had shown up at the designated location, an abandoned warehouse in London. It was one of the oldest, and certainly one of the most cliche tricks in the book, but it would do, and there wouldn't be any evidence to suggest that she was ever involved. There was no need to leave any clues this time, the violence of the message would be message enough. Don't play with the sharks if you're not ready to swim out into the deep end. Anyway, Willa wasn't very concerned about exercising her best efforts for this one where they clearly wouldn't be appreciated. She's save those for the real challenge.
She'd been counting on just how devoted the doctor and her precious vigilante were to each other, and it had paid off. Of course, it had helped that she'd scared the wits out of Juliet earlier in the weak with threats on her would-be beloved's behalf. Willa made it her business to know everything, so after careful scrutiny she was sure she knew the exact nature of their relationship. She was right. She'd also been right about him, so far she found herself pleasantly surprised by how disappointed she wasn't by them. Both lured to the same place under the pretense of the other's capture, coming to each other's rescue when it would then be tragically too late for both of them. Colin Ford had just entered the building. It wouldn't be long now.