Some Mice and a Rat

RP blog for Basil of Baker Street, Professor Padric Ratigan, and Olivia Flaversham (follows back from Elveswithoutears)

[elveswithoutears]

New Roleplay Blog List

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[basil-ratigan-olivia]

WE’VE MOVED

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Blog moved over to

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We’re moving blogs

[terrorofthenight]

Here’s a muse interest checker, there’s about 16 pages, but they only have like maybe one or two muses each save a few 

[elveswithoutears]

So I’ve been debating making a massive multi blog that would hold most the muses I rp on Discord and here’s the list 

would anyone be interested? 

list below (sorry theres no order)

Keep reading

[basil-ratigan-olivia]

Me looking at my Billy-Ray Sanguine muse on discord: do I wanna bring you on tumblr or nah

[basil-ratigan-olivia]

I think I might put this blog on a mini hiatus

I just have so many replies to catch up on, on my ducktales blog I’m feeling a bit like I’m drowning. 

It won’t be long, I promise. Maybe like a week. 

[basil-ratigan-olivia]

I think I might put this blog on a mini hiatus

I just have so many replies to catch up on, on my ducktales blog I’m feeling a bit like I’m drowning. 

It won’t be long, I promise. Maybe like a week. 

[notlikingbestgirl]

Taste closed

[bravebirdfolly]

Inspector, if you can’t find the murderer I suggest wrapping this up (yea)

[mapcus-deactivated20180524]

This is how the original English dub should’ve been lmaooooo

[champagneandcaviar]

basil-ratigan-olivia​:

Basil blinks at the handkerchief but takes it, using it to wipe at some wounds he had felt. He really hoped these weren’t going to scar… 

He hoped it also wasn’t too late for Dawson to fix him properly… he didn’t know if there was time limit on when you could get stitches. He knew he would need them elsewhere. 

“As i’ve seen.” He said, then let out a groan of pain as he was jostled. 

“… will this truce last the night? I don’t trust your men to not attack my home while I am unable to defend myself.” He says honestly. 

   "I wouldn’t go so far as to call this a truce, I am merely retrieving my property from being destroyed by the likes of anyone OTHER than myself!“ Ratigan scoffed, in denial, resting his hand on the side of the carriage to steady himself. ”But you shall have my word that after we dump you at the preferred location that no one shall be bothering you! Though I MAY leave a man to keep an eye out for any spies OTHER than my own!“

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“Do not spy on my house.” He scowls, then immediatly flinches as it tugs a wound on his forehead. He hand covered it for a moment and he winces. 

“And I am nobodies property.” He says firmly. It seems that struck a nerve. 

[champagneandcaviar]

basil-ratigan-olivia​:

Basil nearly jumped out of his skin as the shot went off, and he stared at the sudden onslaught. 

A knife to the knee was not in the plans and Basil suddenly felt nervous, although he tried to not let it show. 

He stayed still as Dandy made himself known, not giving himself away. 

“Adler.” Basil says in response, the fake name he had picked. “Here he is.” Basil said gesturing to Ratigan with a lofty hand. Basil bit his back teeth tightly, but did not move from his spot. 

“I wasn’t expecting the attack. You startled me.” ‘she’ said. 

Ratigan resisted the urge to lunge again as his hands were quickly bound behind his back, forced to stay in position on his knees whilst Dandy held onto Basil. There was no FAKING his current anger.

“Very nice work, Miss Adler~” The mouse cooed and gently dragged his fingers through the hair of Basil’s wig, admiring it and whom it belonged to. “I must admit, when my boys came to me talking about you I thought it was all a con and yet… Here we are… Glad to finally meet you in the flesh, Professor, I’m a big fan of your work!”

“Indeed? Perhaps if you were to untie me I could give you a more physical demonstration of my abilities!”

“Now now, no need for such violent words! I’m just checking on how you’re doing, what you intend to do now your empire has FALLEN and I have risen to your place… You surely don’t expect me to let you attempt to steal it back?”

Dandy released ‘Adler’s’ hair from his grasp and instead placed hand on her cheek to be dragged to meet his gaze. “Anything juicy to tell me, beautiful?”

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Basil does everything in his power to not push him off. Instead he offers a small smile, trying to play at being coy. 

“He’s more concerned about going after that detective first I think... he practically ran here when I told him I had tricked Basil of Baker Street.” He looks to Ratigan. “But then, no doubt he’d be trying to steal your empire...” he gives a shrug. 

“Couldn’t have that... he’d be a laughing stock after what happened.” Sorry Ratigan. 

[champagneandcaviar]

basil-ratigan-olivia​:

Bram frowns in concern with Clarence say he’s sorry. He doesn’t understand. He doesn’t know why his dad is so mad at him… 

There’s a lot he doesn’t understand right now. Why the other is saying sorry. Why Uncle Basil died… 

Dawson isn’t sure what to do, what to say. He looks at Ratigan for a moment before going to gently take Bram’s arm. 

“Come along lad.” He says quietly, going to leave Ratigan alone. “Let’s leave…Clarence to his grief.” 

He couldn’t move for a long minute, or speak or… Do anything…. He merely stood, eyes closed, trying to picture Basil’s face again but just as fast as he thought of it, he was gone.

Opening his eyes once more, Ratigan found that he was alone again… Bram had gone as had Dawson. He was alone. He was truly alone.

And he was not even welcome at his own lover’s funeral. Nobody knew. How could they?

So he left, letting his feet drag, letting his trick knee wail in pain along with all the bullet wounds, cuts bruises and his heart drag him down as he forced himself away from the graveyard.

Should he attend this ‘farewell party?’ He felt like he wouldn’t be welcome there either…. And yet hours later, when the day was starting to shift into night, Ratigan found himself standing where he and Basil stood all that time ago.

[basil-ratigan-olivia]

There was music playing just as before, and there was the sound of people. Quieter than the first time however. 

And of course

There was no Basil waiting at the door for him. And there never would be again. 

Instead Jack was standing near the entrance inside, waiting to greet people, and to send away anyone who wasn’t wanted. He had a pretty good idea of whom Basil had worked with, and which low lifes he actually disliked. 

He saw Ratigan outside, and at first made no move to get him. However when he realized he was not coming in, Jack poked his head outside. 

“... didn’t think you’d show.” 

[champagneandcaviar]

basil-ratigan-olivia​:

Basil had only just noticed the passerby, ears perking up slightly as he heard them. His face lit up and he cleared his throat, looking up at the other. 

“I’m fine!” He was far better than fine. His head felt all fuzzy and his heart was racing in his chest. Basil pressed a hand over his face for a moment as he tries to get the ridiculous smile off his face. 

“Yup… perfectly fine.” 

Ratigan couldn’t help but chuckle slightly at Basil’s stupid smile and he shook his head in amusement, lifting his hand to remove Basil’s from his face.

“Are you quite sure?” He smirked with a teasing tone. “You are rather red, Basil, are you ill perhaps?”

His other hand went to feel the Detective’s forehead and rounded it to cup Basil’s cheek, stepping closer to the mouse once more. He had liked it, so had Basil… His face leaned down again towards him.

[basil-ratigan-olivia]

“No...” he mumbled when he was asked if he was ill, but his voice trailed off as Ratigan put a hand on his head. Slowly his head tilted and pressed into the touch as it moved to his cheek. 

Basil was surprised by the following actions, not expecting it from the other. But there was hardly any hesitation as Basil leaned up on his tiptoes to meet the other for another kiss. 

[the-perfect-scientist]

basil-ratigan-olivia​:

Professor Ratigan’s smile grew when Carlos slumped, knowing he had him. Really all it took was a little persuasion and almost everyone agreed to work with him in the end. 

“Well first on the list.” He said before  stepping forward and leaning down so his face was right in Carlos’, his hand gripped tightly his jaw, thumbnail digging into his cheek. 

“you will refer to me as Sir or Professor.” He hissed through his teeth. “Understood?” 

Carlos winced at the harsh grip and, maybe a bit against his best interest, his body tried to lean out of it.

“I… understand, Professor,” Carlos murmured as he consciously tried to relax himself.

He could do without the unsolicited touching. It really wasn’t necessary, and that was beside the fact that Ratigan didn’t even need a firm hand with Carlos. It made the scientist uncomfortable other than out of pain.

[basil-ratigan-olivia]

Ratigan let go of him. “Good.” he dusted Carlos off. “Now then. “ 

He waves a hand and Carlos is let go of. 

“I will be keeping a close eye on you... perhaps a few of my men will be around to make sure  you don’t get into trouble, or think of going to the police...” he smiles. 

“And I do have one thing to ask... if you are ever approached by a man named Basil, you are to tell me or one of my men immediately.”

[somniaxperdita]

basil-ratigan-olivia​:

“Organizations?” He asks. “What like a spy?” He laughs quietly at the thought. Him? A spy? 

“As long as I was hired as a consultant rather than an agent, I suppose it wouldn’t be any different than when I work for Scotland Yard.” He says. 

Basil was a firm believer in not joining any sort of club, organization, or anything of the sort. If he did, he would have joined Scotland Yard as an actual detective. 

“SO I can only assume, that’s what you’re here for then. To try and recruit me?” Basil asked cocks his head curiously.  

“A consultant? No, no, well, maybe that would be a better suitable job for someone of yer background. Our organization had considered askin’ ya to be an agent but… we understand how important yer current occupation is.” 

The detective known as Basil of Baker Street held an honorable reputation and S.H.U.S.H respected that. Truthfully they had considered Basil as the same ranks of Darkwing Duck, who was also a pretty skilled detective, though not as precise and organized as Basil, but still a worthy investigator when it came to crime solving. This was why S.H.U.S.H had considered hiring Basil for his skills. 

“The door is open for ya to take, mista Basil, but it’s all up ta you an’ what you wanna do.” The canine goes up the mouse, plucking out a business card out almost out of thin air, offering it with a small smile. 

“S.H.U.S.H is pretty well known an’ I’m sure you’ve heard of us. We’re no Scotland Yard but… we do have a facility in London. Don’t ask me why they sent me, an American agent out here, but everything has gone pretty out of the ordinary since an ol’ director returned from the mystery that is death. He seems ta think you’d be a mighty fine agent for our team by the way. We need mice of yer intelligence in our field of work.”  

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“If I don’t want to work for the police, I don’t want to work for an agency.” He says simply with a shrug. 

“Besides, the people of London need me.” Someone had to protect it from Ratigan. Who knew if he had time for that doing missions for agencies. 

He takes the card, reading it over before tucking it away into a pocket. 

“Someone returned from the grave?” He asked raising an eyebrow. “Well, as I said, I’m perfectly happy as a consultant, and you can call upon me anytime you need. But it will take something drastic to make me consider joining. No offence. Nothing personal. I just don’t do well when it comes to over arching authority.” 

[champagneandcaviar]

@basil-ratigan-olivia​ continued from x

Ratigan hadn’t exactly planned to kiss Basil, he hadn’t even expected to trap him against the wall like that. But he feared that someone was about to spot them holding hands and Basil had not been listening and blabbing on about something or other.

So he took action and… He hadn’t expected to enjoy it.

Parting their lips, Ratigan looked down to the mouse, eyes lingering over Basil’s reddened face and his ear twitching, hearing the passer by leave and he slowly began to pull away from the wall, Basil having been sheltered and hidden by his body the whole time. He often forgot just how SMALL he was in comparison.

“I… Think we’re safe now… Hm… Are you-AHEM-Alright?”

[basil-ratigan-olivia]

Basil had only just noticed the passerby, ears perking up slightly as he heard them. His face lit up and he cleared his throat, looking up at the other. 

“I’m fine!” He was far better than fine. His head felt all fuzzy and his heart was racing in his chest. Basil pressed a hand over his face for a moment as he tries to get the ridiculous smile off his face. 

“Yup... perfectly fine.” 

[basil-ratigan-olivia]

"Will you be quiet now?" / Ratigan? >u>

Send "Will you be quiet now?" For my muses reactions to yours pushing them against a wall and kissing them

Basil had been talking. Apparently though, Ratigan was quite done with listening. Basil suddenly finds his back against the wall, and his lips occupied.

It startled him for sure, and he freezes up at the action, hands coming up in surprise. After a moment he relaxes, hands closing into the other's jacket before Ratigan pulls away.

He blinks, expression slightly dazed, but he gets a small embarrassed smile.

"... I don't remember what I was talking about..."