[Well, here's Sholmes! Except...something might be different, here. He's walking along, Irene at his feet in beagle form, but...he stumbles, suddenly, but is able to right himself before he falls.]
Ah, whoops! Almost broke my leg there! No, not quite. That would've been quite bad.
[His voice is a little slow? But what's more noticeable, however, is the wine bottle in his hand.]
[Here's Sholmes, trying to gingerly walk through a field of shards. This is. Probably going to end up in disaster. His daemon, Irene, in hare form on his shoulder, looks...anxious.]
Ah, my dear madam! [He's waving!] How goes the day?
Oh, I'm doing quite fine. You see, I'm very agile, so-
[He is very agile, and yet...he steps on a shard. Idiot.]
[This memory is rather simple. A very young girl with pink hair gets up to her feet, toddling towards a younger Sholmes, who, in his delight, reaches out for her. It's her first time walking.]
[It's a nice Thursday morning, coming into the noon. And yet, Sholmes doesn't seem to be having a nice time. Monika should see that right away, as he's pacing through the square, puffing away on his pipe. Irene in crow form is bristled on his shoulder.]
[When he sees her, he turns on his heel, beelining towards her.]
Ah, my dear girl. [And he's striding up, clearly a bit agitated.] Please. Tell me. Have you seen any sign of Mr. Kotetsu?
WEEK 0 Day 1
[Someone is just. Posing? On stage? In the operahouse?]
[He just.]
[He's just posing.]
[Maybe it's not going to be a lovely day at all.]
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She stares, silently, as if waiting for him to suddenly start a soliloquy.
Can you feel the anticipation in the air, Herlock? Can you?]
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[And then he's making another pose.]
"If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?"
[And then a laugh, as he looks over at Monika.]
But! I am not made for the stage, my dear madam!
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WEEK 1 day five
Ah, whoops! Almost broke my leg there! No, not quite. That would've been quite bad.
[His voice is a little slow? But what's more noticeable, however, is the wine bottle in his hand.]
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Sholmes...? [Sir, what the heck.] ... Oh, my gosh. Are you drunk?
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Most certainly not!
[While wobbling.]
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week 2 day 4
Ah, my dear madam! [He's waving!] How goes the day?
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Oh... Hey! I'm okay. Are you, um, doing alright over there?
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[He is very agile, and yet...he steps on a shard. Idiot.]
[This memory is rather simple. A very young girl with pink hair gets up to her feet, toddling towards a younger Sholmes, who, in his delight, reaches out for her. It's her first time walking.]
[He's never been more proud.]
[......He smiles. It's a good memory.]
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week 2 post execution
Ah! Hello, my dear madam. Did you enjoy Mr. Turner's bisque?
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I'm a vegetarian, so... [Alas.] But it looked like everyone was in a better mood after eating. That's such a relief.
[Anyway? Pygmalion is going to sit on a glass shard as he plops down on the ground next to Monika. It's memory time.]
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[What?]
[What a...bizarre world. What are these...boxes? These words?]
[He just stares at her for a moment.]
I...see. [...] No, I don't see at all.
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week 3 post execution
[He looks up at Monika, heaving a sigh.]
...Hello, Miss Monika. Our last night here has been all over the place, hasn't it?
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... Yes.
[Quietly. She takes a seat as well, Pygmalion bumping his head against her leg, softly whining.]
I knew today would be a bad day, but... not like this.
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[He shakes his head.]
A terrible outcome. And now...we have to get ready for a new world, and new mysteries, without even really having a chance to breathe.
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week 4 day 4
[When he sees her, he turns on his heel, beelining towards her.]
Ah, my dear girl. [And he's striding up, clearly a bit agitated.] Please. Tell me. Have you seen any sign of Mr. Kotetsu?
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[She shakes her head, looking concerned now.]
I'm sorry, I haven't. When was the last time you saw him?
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week 4 post trial
[When Monika approaches, he does look over at her.]
Ah? Yes. Hello, my dear girl.
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Hey... Are you going over trial?
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week 5 post trial
[He stands there, a little numb, but he shakes his head.]
I suppose it will be nice to leave this world behind, won't it?
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Monika nods, clutching the strap of her satchel. She offers him a bland smile.]
It's another world we leave behind with bitter memories.
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week 6 day 1
Yes? No?
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Hm... What would you pair it with?
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week 6 post trial
Looking for a bit of light reading, my dear girl?
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[Though it looks like she's found none, considering she's shoving a book right back into its shelf.]
What about you, Sholmes?
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