I'm so sincere, there's no need to fear...

Trust me, trust me, darling do... Just like I trust you. ((Indie, AU Moriarty RP for the Sherlock series. Interactions will be from Jim himself and assorted others under his employ, depending on how comfortable he is with you and your character. If you're another Jim, you'll get one of the crew. Mun and muse are over 18)) WARNING!!! There will be possible triggers out the wazoo. I will always try to tag things, but I wont always remember! Feel free to remind me if you see something untagged. My ask is always open!

[aprickofthescorpionstail]

"I did this for you-" 

[aprickofthescorpionstail]

"Remind me- Why are you here again?"

[aprickofthescorpionstail]

"I don't appreciate being followed, you know-" The man spoke up, moving to face the other. 

[aprickofthescorpionstail]

"I'm busy- can it wait?"

[aprickofthescorpionstail]

"--What?"

[aprickofthescorpionstail]

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[the-brilliant-holmes-deactivate]

aprickofthescorpionstail came to play

[the-brilliant-holmes-deactivate]

"Mmm." He hummed deeply and as he watched the woman’s every move, every brush of her lips as she spoke. Intrigue had taken him, and he tilted his head the slightest bit, his eyes narrowing as he contemplated his next words.

"You’re right. I’m not in the mood for violence today. Much to busy with work. It should wait for later." His words strained a little as he got up, the air being used for him to stand as he sauntered over to the table. 

"Tea?" He asked before setting his own cup beside him, and then holding a cup out for her.

"I’ve not caught your name…" It wasn’t exactly a question, but the tone in his voice made it evident he wanted to know. 

[aprickofthescorpionstail]

The girl's eyes seemed to darken ever so slightly as she tipped her head forward. She'd spent so much time preparing for this and yet, she still wasn't ready for his almost piercing gaze. It was if he could see straight through her to the back of the chair.

"Thank you--" She spoke up softly, clearing her throat as she took the cup in hand. While she didn't think he'd try and poison her, this didn't stop her from taking a small whiff of the tea's aroma before taking a sip herself.

"Savannah." She answered, looking back up at the man in front of her, offering no surname. Her father said he'd know by the time she left. Whether she told him or not, but she wasn't so sure. 

[aprickofthescorpionstail]

"Always a good thing, not to die." This got half a smile from him, but it was gone as soon as it appeared. "I’ve seen too many people go into that office and not come out- try not to be one of them."

[filiafortissimi-archive]

"Leo," She said, mildly exasperated. "I’m going to be fine. I’m not going to be one of them. I promise, alright?"

[aprickofthescorpionstail]

Letting out an almost inaudible sigh, he turned back to the target, dropping the clip from his gun into his hand. "Y'already are, kid."

[iwillxskinyou]

aprickofthescorpionstail 

[iwillxskinyou]

      How did it go?

            [He doesn’t look up, sitting at his desk with his eyes fixed on the papers in front of him.]

[aprickofthescorpionstail]

As expected. I made the initial contact as planned and Morelli carried out the elimination orders.

{Scarlet set a thumb drive on his desk} This was on the target before their.. Accident.

[thebakerwife]

"Oh, yes. Yes, of course." Rachel pulled away, tugging at her clothes awkwardly. "Let’s get your coat, baby." She grabbed a jacket for Wyatt, moving to help him pull it on.

As soon as he was zipped up Wyatt ran to his father’s side, reaching up for his hand. “Can I walk with you, Daddy?”

[aprickofthescorpionstail]

Jim tensed every so slightly as she pulled away. He needed the contact, something that told him this was real. He was home, with this family. So, when Wyatt reached up for his hand, taking it gave him a bit of stability. 

"Of course-" There was a slight pause as he added "--Son."

[aprickofthescorpionstail]

OOC;; If I have promised you a thread

Feel free to punch me in the face. 

I am here now

[aprickofthescorpionstail]

OOC;;

I've been so busy.

My closer partners know this~ but I just want everyone here to know, I haven't disappeared, I've just been trying to get my shit together.

[aprickofthescorpionstail]

OOC;; Oh gosh

NEW PEOPLE HI. If you want a thing, I have an open tag and AN OPEN ASK BOX

I am however going to bed as it is 2:34 am

I SHALL BE BACK LATER-- 

[childofbrilliance-blog-deactiva]

OPEN STARTER (cause of feels)

[childofbrilliance-blog-deactiva]

Emilia breathed shakily, looking at the headstone, rubbing at her eyes. “Why did you have to leave us?” she questioned quietly. She tensed when she heard a twig snap. She bit her bottom lip, not saying a word, keeping still.

[aprickofthescorpionstail]

Savannah placed a hand on the tree beside her as the girl went quiet. "Sorry--" She finally spoke up, a slight Irish tone to her otherwise English accent. "I didn't mean to interrupt." Closing the distance between the two, her eyes fell on the headstone. Of course she knew the name, everyone did at this point. "Your father?" She asked, folding her hands behind her back.

[aprickofthescorpionstail]

Completely unexpected and in no way planned|| Scarlet&Sherlock

[deductionxsherlock]

Sherlock stumbled slightly as the elevator came to a screeching halt, his eyes falling straight onto the woman. He smirked faintly before placing his phone in his pocket. "You do know who I am, don’t you?" 

Sherlock looked towards the emergency button before pressing it, looking back towards the woman. He pulled out his phone and pressed some buttons, calling his companion. "Yes… Won’t be long. Slight delay. Don’t wait up." 

"Now… Someone should be here to turn on the electricity." Sherlock smiled before turning to face the front again. 

[aprickofthescorpionstail]

"Tourist-" Which wasn't completely out of the realm of possibilities. Scarlet, after all, was American. "Are you an actor?" Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, she added. "Can I brag to my friends about this when I get home?" 

"I hope they get here soon." Crossing her arms over her torso, Scarlet exhibited the clear signs of an oncoming panic attack. "I'm not a fan of the dark." Taking a deep breath, she tried knocking on the doors once more for good measure. 

"So- Sherlock." The woman turned her head, her green eyes seemed to cut through the darkness. "What do you do?" Before he could answer, she produced card. "I work for a security company. Windram security."

[childofbrilliance-blog-deactiva]

OPEN STARTER (cause of feels)

Emilia was sitting in front of the grave, playing the violin with sadness in her eyes. Of course it still hurt…even after two years she missed him. Somehow, this was an outlet for all the emotion. She was faltering as tears started to fall and she soon stopped, putting the instrument down. “Should’ve known one day this job would be the death of you…I just wish we’d had more time…I miss you,papa,” she said, voice shaky. “Had a scan yesterday…you’re gunna be a granddad…I could really use the help…Am sure you would’ve spoilt them…taught them so much…” She wiped at her tears, sniffling.

[aprickofthescorpionstail]

Savannah had been sitting at her mother's grave, having a chat when she heard the music. "-Dad's well, he doesn't say anything, but I know he misses you." It struck her as odd, she was certain there weren't any services scheduled for today. Knitting her brow together, the girl stood and brushed grass from her dress and made her way towards it's source, spotting the other woman. She took a half step forward to see her face better and snapped a branch. Like a deer in headlights, she froze, waiting to see if the stranger noticed her.

[aprickofthescorpionstail]

Completely unexpected and in no way planned|| Scarlet&Sherlock

[deductionxsherlock]

"Yes…" Sherlock replied to her first statement, his eyes looking down at his phone as he awaited a reply from John. He looked forward, trying to avoid eye contact with the woman. She was too easy to work out. He had already made his deductions.

He kept his eyes on the lights travelling up the buttons as they reached each floor. He turned as she spoke her name, his eyes looking down at her hand. He shook it gently with his free hand whilst his eyes returned to his phone. "Sherlock."

[aprickofthescorpionstail]

"Something wrong, Sherlock?" A few seconds after they hit floor four, the lift shook. Reaching behind herself, Scarlet braced herself and the machine came to a grinding halt- That cost her more than she'd ever admit, but hopefully it would be worth it. "Wha-" Feigning innocence, the blonde cut her gaze to the buttons just before the lights shut off completely. 

"This can't be happening-" Oh, she was good at the panic bit, anyone else and they may have believed her. "No.." He voice caught in her throat and she knocked on the large metal doors. "Hello?" Letting out a defeated sigh-- all for Sherlock's benefit, of course, she turned to face him. "We're stuck.."