The Science of Deduction

*On the roof of the apartments across the street Sebastian Moran has grown tired of this dull scene and gets out his phone, not even bothering with a standard greeting*

He's still on the bloody sofa. The only thing he's done in the past hour is blink. Is it really necessary for me to be here?

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[jim is, of course, at their cushy hideaway, lounging ever so lethargically on a couch in their living room. he ignores the buzzing of his phone for a few seconds before deciding that maybe it's an important call.]

Oh, rude. I don't even get a 'hi'? Darling, you wound me. [a beat] Yes, it's entirely necessary. At least until we get the video feed back up. That brother of our dearest Sherlock seems to have disabled the streaming.

Stay put.

Edited Date: 2010-11-18 03:49 am (UTC)

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[Sebastian rolls his eyes]

That's another thing. Holmes has had this patrol on rotation every fifteen minutes. I've had to move twice.

Look, he's doing the same thing he always does. I'm not going to be your payperview all day.

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[have a very childish sounding pout on the other end of the line.] Well, if you're going to be like that.

Tell you what, snap me a few pretty pictures and you can come home.

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[gives a heavy sigh himself]

Fine. But just so you know, he looks the same as he ever does.

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Only because you fail to notice the little things. I'll see you at home, darling.

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[grunts in reply and disconnects, tucking the phine back into his pocket. Sherlock Still hasn't moved, but his eyes are open now]

......

[hunches down, pulling a small, but powerful camera from his knapsack. Once sure the detective isn't going to see him he snaps a few quick shots and collects his things.]

Interesting as watching grass grow.

[heads out]

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[when sebastian arrives home, jim is still on the couch, but he seems to be asleep. seems being the operative word. he's quietly humming a disturbingly cheerful tune for no apparent reason and doesn't so much as greet moran when he arrives.]

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[Never makes the mistake of assuming Jim's asleep and is rewarded for his suspicions when he hears the other whistling. He tosses the camera which lands on Jim's stomach.]

Have you moved at all since I left? You're as bad as he is.

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[he cracks one eye open when the camera is dropped on his stomach, not bothering to sit up as he takes it in hand and idly scrolls through the pictures.]

Mm, I'm far worse.

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[The pictures are almost all the same except for the last few which show Sherlock with his eyes open and staring out the window]

Not about to argue with that.

[drops onto an old armchair across the room]

The cast's off now. Watson's still got the brace, but apparently he's well enough to go out for groceries.

[kicks off his shoes]

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If he waited until Sherlock was willing to get the groceries, they'd likely starve. [he glances over at seb and shows him one of the last photos.] Looks like he might be aware of your surveillance.

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He didn't see me but he's knows he's being watched. You'll have to wait for the feed to go back up, because it's not safe to keep sitting out there everyday anymore.

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( see this? this is an unamused jim. he let's out a huff and tosses the camera back to moran recklessly. ) This is horrid. It's going to be at least two days before I can get it working again.

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Well it isn't as if I can't follow him when he's not at home, you know.

[catches it before it breaks something.]

Surely you can manage two Sherlock-free days.

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You'll have to find a way to keep me occupied. ( siiigh. )

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That so? [arches a brow] Have something in mind do you?

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( he runs his fingers through his short hair with a quiet 'hmm' of thought. ) I've got loads of things in mind. We'll have to narrow it down.

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Are we still talking about the same thing? [watches him curiously]

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( devious smile. ) Why? What are you talking about?

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You know, I seem to have lost track.

[checks his phone]

I have a decent idea about where you're headed.

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Is that so?

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Oh definitely. [rests hands behind his head]

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Enlighten me, Seb. You clever boy, you.

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Well it seems to me, when you're not thinking about Sherlock and Sherlock related activities you're thinking about sex. Am I far off?

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You're not far off.

But I'm rather hurt that you think my brain is occupied with only Sherlock and sex. Hardly much of the latter.

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Maybe it's just me then. We never talk anymore Jimmy. [draws it out in a mocking whine]

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( james laughs. ) Find something interesting to talk about and we just might.

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Well the state of the economy is just abys- Did you SEE that jumper John Watson had on?

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( jim rolls his eyes dramatically and makes a sickly sound. ) Ugh, hideous.

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There, now that we've found something we agree on. *stretches out*

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[Jim's phone goes off. He's got a text!]

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( hmm? he reaches a hand into his pocket to retrieve his mobile, glancing at the text. )

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"If you're going to send friends to spy on my flat, you'd do well not to send them every day. One starts to notice those things."

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It's always explosives with you. That could get boring very quickly.

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it's him, isn't it?

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