[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.]
I have to watch where I'm going...
[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.]
What a day, isn't it! [He's waving!] What a terrifically unlucky day!
[ ope! Rex spots Sholmes in the gardens and for a second, immediately darts around the corner to hide. But then he walks back out and right up to Sholmes. ]
[ sighgroan. he steels himself and looks Sholmes dead in the eyes, but then kind of...deflates towards the end and averts his gaze to the empty air beside him. ]
I figured I should let you know that...the love spell thing you were under last week was my fault.
[ Rex runs into the fountain area and as soon as he spots Sholmes there, he skids to a stop like a cartoon character to change direction and run over to him. ]
Sholmes! Perfect.
Quick, you gotta tell me about what your world is like.
...one of my powers. I can build machines out of my body, but not here. Obviously. But I'm tired of being defenseless, I need something I can work with.
[ he doesn't sit just yet, instead raising an eyebrow. that enough for you? ]
[This village is...something, alright. He's walking along, looking like he's fitting in, what with the blood splattered over his shoulders and neck, and Irene in crow form at his shoulders.]
[He smiles, briefly, at Rex when he sees him.]
Good show out there. I'm glad I could see your talents for myself, finally.
It seems like a lifetime ago, when you asked me of my world.
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[His mouth twists to the side.]
I suppose you have a bone to pick with me overlooking the obvious in terms of your murder, yes? Regarding Miss Susato. I would even think one of the rocks that was thrown before was from you.
[ oh. so we're gonna talk about it, huh? alright, then. ]
...yeah. A couple of them.
But it's fine. [ he looks off to the side, into the nebulous distance of the land of the dead. ] You wanted to protect her. I get it. I don't agree with it, but I get it.
Of course. And I have to be quite honest, I was mislead by the facts of the case. It logically didn't make sense for it all to have worked out the way it did, and so, it turned me around, away from her. I only realized the truth too late, far after the trial. I even overlooked the fact you carved that message with your sword. Which, by the way...
WEEK 1 day five
I have to watch where I'm going...
[His voice is a little slow? But what's more noticeable, however, is the wine bottle in his hand.]
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Once he's sure Sholmes isn't going to fall over, he spots the bottle. ]
Hey, uh...you okay?
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[He's a bit surprised, like he isn't expecting the help.]
No, no, I'm quite alright. Don't worry yourself, my dear boy.
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...that a gift from your friend? Van Zieks? [ jerk-nods his head in the direction of the bottle. ]
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WEEK 2 day 2
What a day, isn't it! [He's waving!] What a terrifically unlucky day!
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You seem...weirdly happy about that.
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[He steps on a shard, and freezes. A memory comes to light.]
[The usually jovial detective is...remarkably stoic.]
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His mouth just kinda. drops open. and stays there for a few seconds as he tries to figure out what to say, or even think, about what he just saw. ]
...huh.
That's...one way to do things, I guess.
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[And then a twirl of the hand, and a bow, like he's on a stage.]
It is, isn't it?
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w2, thursday
Hey. You got a minute? I need to talk to you.
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[what was that all about, sir]
Hello. Yes, I do...what's going on, my dear fellow?
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[ sighgroan. he steels himself and looks Sholmes dead in the eyes, but then kind of...deflates towards the end and averts his gaze to the empty air beside him. ]
I figured I should let you know that...the love spell thing you were under last week was my fault.
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Mm, is that so? Why?
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I thought it'd be funny.
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w3, tuesday
Sholmes! Perfect.
Quick, you gotta tell me about what your world is like.
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[What.]
[Huh.]
[And he looks at Irene, who he is toweling off. Obviously she had a dip in the fountain.]
Let me guess. This is payment for something?
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[Pat pat. Sit here, sir!]
I'll tell you about it.
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[ he doesn't sit just yet, instead raising an eyebrow. that enough for you? ]
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beats you up for that tag
i love u crystal C8
ratshakes
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week 7 day 5
[He smiles, briefly, at Rex when he sees him.]
Good show out there. I'm glad I could see your talents for myself, finally.
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Sure. No problem.
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[...]
[His mouth twists to the side.]
I suppose you have a bone to pick with me overlooking the obvious in terms of your murder, yes? Regarding Miss Susato. I would even think one of the rocks that was thrown before was from you.
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...yeah. A couple of them.
But it's fine. [ he looks off to the side, into the nebulous distance of the land of the dead. ] You wanted to protect her. I get it. I don't agree with it, but I get it.
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Ah. Well deserved on my end.
[Irene caws gently from his shoulder.]
Of course. And I have to be quite honest, I was mislead by the facts of the case. It logically didn't make sense for it all to have worked out the way it did, and so, it turned me around, away from her. I only realized the truth too late, far after the trial. I even overlooked the fact you carved that message with your sword. Which, by the way...
[He frowns.]
What in the world did you write that for?!
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