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@0fbakerstreet
Private, Selective Basil of Baker Street. Sleuthed by Serenade (she/her). Please read my Rules if you have the time. 18+ muns only. Uses Xkit Rewritten to trim posts. I won't have access to it on mobile. If you have any questions about my Rules, feel free to ask. —Quick sum-up of Rules under the cut.
@0fbakerstreet :
❝ Options are rather forward aren't they? If I must pick one, I will confess I wish to one day visit the Rat Trap without a kidnapping case on my mind. ❞
❛ Oh? What? Getting roughed up by London's Worst is something you wish to reprise? Interesting. I never pegged you as a glutton for punishment, detective. ❜
Her concern was noted, but not needed.
❝ Come now, —if I may be blunt, I'm much tougher than I look. ❞ Personally Basil didn't feel he needed to prove anything on the matter.
❝ Surely no bar scum can be any more vile to me than Ratigan, their worst could never match the intricacies of depravity that sewer rat cooks up for me while of sober mind. ❞ He hoped Miss Kitty wouldn't play dumb and pretend as if she didn't know who Ratigan was like everyone else who worked at The Rat Trap tended to do.
Ratigan smirked, fanning his face with a crude chuckle. "Oohhh, you FLATTER, me, Detective~" At least he did not refer to him as a rat again.
The rodent stepped closer still, looming and glaring down at Basil with a dark and deathly gaze, a reminder that he could quite easily and simply CRUSH the Detective.
"Hmmm, wouldn't you like to know?" He drew away just as quickly as he stood over him, slowly starting to circle the mouse with hands behind his back.
Ratigan really knew how to get under Basil's skin. Teasing a detective with a mystery he can't solve was like dangling a carrot on a stick to a horse.
❝ Ratigan! I will see you behind bars yet! ❞ For all Basil's boasting, he couldn't physically push Ratigan into the nearest mousedom penitentiary, and something told him even as Ratigan pulled away the dirty sewer rat wasn't just gonna let him walk out of here alive.
❝ Do all your lackeys still think you're dead? Has Fidget abandoned you for stabbing him in the back! ❞ Basil had a million genuine questions that also were perfect time-killers that would allow the mouse's sharp mind to think of a way out of this situation.
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“so, tell me, what do you do for fun around here, my friend?”
❝ —Ah ah, do be careful with your slime, not on the furniture. ❞ What had the frog been talking about? Basil hadn't been paying attention over the sound of Naveen being a slimy mess.
❝ For fun did you say? Well, I don't take it you're the type of courageous ruffian to go to the Rat Trap. ❞ A local pub. ❝ That being said, they offer drinks and entertainment, if you can stomach the company. ❞ Basil for one could, he actually had a rather good time the last time he went to the Rat Trap.
Basil: Remember, Dawson, we’re low-life ruffians.
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Ratigan grinned through gritted teeth at his enemy, his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides at the volley of insults the mouse threw his way.
"No need for such bad propriety is there, Detective?" He stepped forward, looming dangerously over the mouse. "Glad to see you are not surprised to see me. But I was expecting a more tearful reunion~"
Tearful reunion? He's his sworn enemy, and Basil had thought he'd won.
If anything he should be angry.
❝ You expect me to be tearful that the horror of my every waking moment still breathes? ❞ Ratigan had stomped out any potential of that long ago.
❝ —and just what deplorable scheme are you concocting with your second chance at life? ❞ The mouse laced every word with vitriol and venom. If death wouldn't do Ratigan he'd settle for seeing him locked up behind bars for the rest of his days! That had been Plan A after all.
@0fbakerstreet || From Here
"Oh! O-Of course it isn't! A-And I assure you, I have! The time I filled the position of a detective was... well— okay, I'll be honest, it was just a role for a lighthearted activity set in place for the birthday party of a friend..." Amy's birthday party, where Sonic got murdered. Ah~, good times, good times.
"...But it turned out that there actually was real ongoing foul play behind the scenes, and we successfully deduced both who the game's original 'killer' was and discovered the true source of the mishaps that had brought about real danger! So despite the set of circumstances, it's far from a game to me. I take the act of assessing a situation extremely serious. Promise! I really do wanna help you with the mystery afoot!"
Sure, the other didn't know about the kid's 300 IQ, the countless world-ending plots he's formed a plan of action for, or how he always, without fail, even when he doesn't want to, consistently predicts the thrilling twist of any mystery show he decides to watch alongside his friends. (Logic just ran through his blood, sue him!) But it was obvious that the two-tailed fox simply wanted to help. That much couldn't possibly be misconstrued.
That's all a very interesting story, but not one Basil is sure he entirely believes, the mouse didn't like being played for a fool by a child. ,—with an extra tail.
❝ If that's all true, then by all means, make yourself useful and deduce the cipher of the unknown vagabond I'm tracking down, multiple high level thefts have been linked to their IP Address, I just need a birth name to link to the actions. ❞ Part of being a detective was being invasive. Basil only invaded to privacy of those that deserved it.
Basil hands Tails up a type writed document of the happenstances on mouse-sized paper.
If this was all getting a little too intense for the young fox, by all means he can back down now, as validating as seeing the the consequences of his web of lies unravel would be to the rodent's ego.
// bestie gonna be straightforward HOW did you get such nice quality of that movie? it’s so NICE IN THE EYES each time you post omg,,, keep slaying
I pray to the dark lords of british mice and photoshop.
Nah, I'm just joking. I just own the DVD, lol. I don't even remember when I got it. I have a laptop with a DVD player, so I just screencap and then mess around with it in photoshop for a bit, sometimes I use photoshop's sharpen tool to up the quality of the image.
❝ —— ❤'d 》 @0fbakerstreet .
'....Are you lost little mouse? Oh I am sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you, I won't hurt you.'
❝ Lost? One such as me is never lost, as long as I have my wits about me. ❞ Basil assured the chief's daughter, understandably a tiny englishman such as himself stuck out like a sore thumb in the Americas, but he was perfectly fine.
❝ Just passing through dear, sight-seeing as it were. ❞
"It wouldn't be the first time I've played detective..." Hands you a fox. He is the most sidekick-coded in the world. Actually just go nuts.
❝ Detective work is no game young man, it's serious business. ❞ Basil smoked a bit from his pipe. ❝ Why given your age and the brevity of which you speak, I'd argue you've never really took the job seriously. ❞
Perhaps Basil was being too harsh, Tails could easily be just talking about playing pretend, but if he is, then he shouldn't come to Basil and make light of his profession so bold-faced unless the young fox wants to get an earful.
If the fox is truly talking about a game of make-believe then he certainly hasn't given Basil that context, for all of Basil's brilliance in deduction he can't literally read minds.
❝ How am I the talking mouse, and yet YOU GUYS are the oddballs? ❞ —Basil, with like... 70% more awareness of the 4th wall.
A VERY large rat is eyeing up the bite sized detective. "A little mouse detective in a fashionable little coat, how very exciting!~ What's your name, darling?"
❝ —*ahem* Basil of Baker Street. ❞ Types like these always seem to make Basil play on the backfoot. Oddballs, scientific anomalies. Rats shouldn't be this big.
❝ I'm a detective, but, I don't take it you need my help with any sort of case? ❞ Not 5 minutes ago he had to turn down a snake-man on principle.
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He's got him there, Basil's business was independent and fueled on positive word-of-mouth. He can't legally invade Cooper's house.
❝ Fine, I'll be back in a month's time with the due diligences. ❞
Travel here had been long, it was annoying to come all the way here and have nothing to show for it, the long walk and hassle it was to get here would insure Sly a month.
Basil turned around and made his leave away from the raccoon's home. The prized London jewels and museum paintings still probably under his roof but with no way to prove it, Basil would be doing further research into the raccoon lineage the moment he arrived back at Baker Street.
—Which should be easier now, since he managed to snag one of the raccoon's hairs for a DNA sample.
