The Game Is Afoot!

William Oregano (Basil) There's always a chance, Doctor, as long as one can think. On the contrary! The game's not over yet! (Belongs to fantasiaproject-rp)

[snowspuremagic]

elementarybasil221:

Basil smiled, her childhood reminded him a bit of his own actually. Well, truth be told his sister was more of the poster child, but he still did pretty well in class, with the exception of occasionally telling a teacher why they were wrong. “I feel like you and my sister would get along quite nicely.”

He had to giggle at the compliment, at least his circle was nice. “And this blue circle is hopefully going to look something like the London Eye, it’s a Ferris wheel. My sister always took me when I was younger and it’s one of the very few tourist hotspots I’m fond of.” He explained as painted lines in the circle so it was beginning to look like the ferris wheel rather than a blueberry.

“Your sister seems like an incredible lady.” Sophia giggled. “What’s her name?” She asked turning back to her painting. “Ohh the London Eye! I have been there once, actually. I went with my brothers for a little vacation when I was younger. It is very beautiful and has an amazing view! London by itself is breathtaking.”

[elementarybasil221-blog]

Basil smiled. "Yes, yes she is quite remarkable. Her name is Isabella...And I confess I do miss her quite a great deal." His sister was the closest person to him in his life. Basil tried to remove himself from sentimentality, but his sister was his only soft spot. Of course he couldn't let anyone other than Sophia know that. "I'd have to agree, but as a detective I had to familiarize myself with the bad parts of London unfortunately." He said unfortunately, but really he kinda loved the underground (pun intended) life of London. "You have brothers? How many?" he asked curiously.

[mrsbonfamille]

elementarybasil221:

“The Reichenbach Fall has always been a favorite of mine. It used to be in the London Metropolitan Museam of Art until it was stolen and brought here. It was sold to this museum and kept here until the thief was caught. Now this museum is simply putting it on display until it can be properly shipped.” He said, smiling fondly at the case he foiled and the look of sheer anger that was on Rattigan’s face. “And your favorite?”

Elizabeth nodded with her eyes wide. “That is a good one! I didn’t know the whole backstory behind it, though. Is this the reason why it’s your favorite?” She asked turning back to the young man. “The Lovers II, by Rene Magritte. It gives me an anxious feeling in my stomach, I don’t know how to explain it.” Elizabeth chuckled.

[elementarybasil221-blog]

Basil grinned. "Yes, I think the story behind the painting is why I love it so much, it's quite the tale." He turned back to the displays to find the painting she was talking about. "Ah yes, she always did have the most peculiar pieces, I can see why it makes you anxious." He agreed. "I'm William Basil by the way, but please, just call me Basil." He said, introducing himself and offering his hand.

[muserhq]

“But you didn’t rest your mind. Your mind is overactive, and the mind is what counts, dear.”

— Arthur Miller, Death of a Salesman (via theichthyostegawrites)

[toastbutteregg]

[reginaecor]

elementarybasil221:

Basil narrowed his eyes. “No offense intend I assure you, only an observation. I’m a detective you see, its second nature.” He explained, hoping to break a bit of the tension.

“Regardless of your intent you should still try to watch what you say, dear.  You wouldn’t want someone to misinterpret you and get mad.  If it weren’t your pretty face I probably would have been furious.  A detective?  Really?  That sounds fascinating, do you have any interesting stories?”

[elementarybasil221-blog]

Basil was slightly surprised at the compliment, perhaps he simply wasn't used to them. Perhaps he should use his good looks more often. "Oh tons of them. I once prevented a gang of Chinese circus performers from robbing a bank and killing innocent people. It was a shame really, they were all so clever, they were wasted as performers and murders." He said honestly, remembering one of the first crimes Rattigan tried to commit.

[reginaecor]

elementarybasil221:

“Well, you do own a strip club, and judging by your confidence and the dress you are currently wearing that you are no stranger to being the best dressed at most events.” He explained bluntly. He knew she was familiar to him, and it was killing him not knowing why.

“It’s a burlesque club actually.  I’m not sure if I should be offended or feel complimented by what you’re saying either way though I’d watch your tongue, dearie.”

[elementarybasil221-blog]

Basil narrowed his eyes. "No offense intend I assure you, only an observation. I'm a detective you see, its second nature." He explained, hoping to break a bit of the tension.

[axcldevlin]

{william}

James Hook, perfect. Basil thought, knowing about his connection with the Kitty. He knew just what to say to keep himself under the radar and get information. “I have to say this is my first time, but these parties do have a certain flare and appeal to them I suppose.” He agreed. “They obviously have a wonderful guest list, they even managed to lure in the great James Hook. Your reputation precedes you.” Basil charmed, willing to say almost anything to appeal to the man’s better nature.

 James rose an eyebrow at the man speaking to him. Another English native was all he could figure out about him. “The one and only,” he said with a smile. “Forgive me, I’m afraid I don’t recognize you yet you know who I am. Please, enlighten me with your introduction.”

[elementarybasil221-blog]

"Charles, Charles Knight." He lied. He was of little to no importance at this event, therefore no one would recognize him anyways. He only hoped James couldn't detect a lier. "I actually believe we have a common friend. I understand you're an...acquaintance of Taluah's." He mentioned, hoping to distract James from focusing on his name.

[reginaecor]

elementarybasil221:

Basil shrugged even though he was briefly considering the idea. He would definitely be dressing differently than he normally did. At her remark about being the prettiest there, he had to smirk. “I have no doubt of it. Given your profession I’m sure you are even given that compliment on a number of occasions.” He explained, finally deducing her profession. Funny…This was the third woman in this kind of business that he was to associate himself with.

“Given my profession?  What exactly do you think my profession is?” she asked arching an eyebrow.  She was pretty sure he was going to say something like a dancer and basically call her, her own employee.

[elementarybasil221-blog]

"Well, you do own a strip club, and judging by your confidence and the dress you are currently wearing that you are no stranger to being the best dressed at most events." He explained bluntly. He knew she was familiar to him, and it was killing him not knowing why.

[mrsbonfamille]

“Such a lovely night with so many beautiful pieces of art.” Elizabeth smiled looking around the room. “Which one is your favorite so far?”

[elementarybasil221-blog]

"The Reichenbach Fall has always been a favorite of mine. It used to be in the London Metropolitan Museam of Art until it was stolen and brought here. It was sold to this museum and kept here until the thief was caught. Now this museum is simply putting it on display until it can be properly shipped." He said, smiling fondly at the case he foiled and the look of sheer anger that was on Rattigan's face. "And your favorite?"

[axcldevlin]

“Another year, another gala,” James said. “I am invited each year of course and it somehow manages to always exceed my expectations by being better than the year prior. These people sure do know how to throw a party.”

[elementarybasil221-blog]

James Hook, perfect. Basil thought, knowing about his connection with the Kitty. He knew just what to say to keep himself under the radar and get information. "I have to say this is my first time, but these parties do have a certain flare and appeal to them I suppose." He agreed. "They obviously have a wonderful guest list, they even managed to lure in the great James Hook. Your reputation precedes you." Basil charmed, willing to say almost anything to appeal to the man's better nature.

[reginaecor]

elementarybasil221:

Basil rolled his eyes. “I’m a detective, not a magician.” He said simply though it was amusing to him to be thought of as mysterious. “Nice to meet you as well. Are you attending the gala as well?”

“Detectives can still be mysterious.  Besides the whole point of events like the gala are to dress differently from how you normally do,” she replied frowning when he rolled his eyes at her.  “Of course I am, I live for these things.  I’ll be the prettiest one there.”

[elementarybasil221-blog]

Basil shrugged even though he was briefly considering the idea. He would definitely be dressing differently than he normally did. At her remark about being the prettiest there, he had to smirk. "I have no doubt of it. Given your profession I'm sure you are even given that compliment on a number of occasions." He explained, finally deducing her profession. Funny...This was the third woman in this kind of business that he was to associate himself with.

[reginaecor]

elementarybasil221:

Basil raised an eyebrow at her description of men’s formal attire. “Well, since there is no way anyone is coming near me with a cape I may have to take your suggestion.” He took a moment to observe the woman in front of her…She reminded him of someone he knew. “Pardon I don’t think we’ve been introduced, I’m Basil.” He said, extending his hand.

“I think you could pull off a cape.  You have a sort of mysterious aura to you but if it’s not your style go for the basic option,” she said sighing.  She hated when men put little efforts into their outfits for things like this.  “No I don’t think we have.  Victoria, it’s nice to meet you Basil.”  She shook his hand.

[elementarybasil221-blog]

Basil rolled his eyes. "I'm a detective, not a magician." He said simply though it was amusing to him to be thought of as mysterious. "Nice to meet you as well. Are you attending the gala as well?"

[rockinthedots-deactivated202110]

elementarybasil221:

Basil never particularly cared about the interests of others, especially when it came to his appearance. But tonight, tonight he looked sharp. He grabbed a wine glass off of a tray and sipped it quietly. He felt something like James Bond, and for once Basil thought he wouldn’t mind a social event such as this. But that was the thing, he was to be social and that wasn’t exactly his strongest suit. Still, he was incredibly bored and he wasn’t about to spend the whole evening alone. He went up to the first person he saw. “Well, the wine has aged about 30 years, the food is of culinary expertise, and most of the people here have either the highest reputation in New York or they are involved in the highest scandal in New York. Perhaps this night won’t be as dull as expected wouldn’t you say?”

“Well, that’s a peculiar brand of optimism, I haven’t encountered much, before. It’s refreshing with its almost sarcastic undertones, like the bitter notes in the wine,” The brunette teased. “So, I take it you are slightly enjoying yourself then, Basil? You must at least be experiencing some fun, at analyzing and picking apart the wardrobe choices, and demeanor of everyone in attendance. I do know, that you could tell me, anything I wanted to know about complete strangers.” Minnie took note of his attire, her grin only widening. “Nice suit, a definite step up from tweed.”

[elementarybasil221-blog]

Basil smirked, yes he supposed he was being a bit optimistic, but he tried his best not to get so caught up in all of the glamour. After all these things weren't really his forte, but MI6 had insisted he go in order to find out more about the people he may have to work with and build his reputation. Apparently his reputation was fine if even Minnie Fairchild knew about him. "Well thanks to your expertise I'm not "committing a crime" as you say." He joked. "And the woman in the tight red dress spent $360 on an outfit to capture the attention of a man who is not her husband and has zero interest in her whatsoever." He deduced, laughing at the ridiculous scene.

[elementarybasil221-blog]

Basil never particularly cared about the interests of others, especially when it came to his appearance. But tonight, tonight he looked sharp. He grabbed a wine glass off of a tray and sipped it quietly. He felt something like James Bond, and for once Basil thought he wouldn't mind a social event such as this. But that was the thing, he was to be social and that wasn't exactly his strongest suit. Still, he was incredibly bored and he wasn't about to spend the whole evening alone. He went up to the first person he saw. "Well, the wine has aged about 30 years, the food is of culinary expertise, and most of the people here have either the highest reputation in New York or they are involved in the highest scandal in New York. Perhaps this night won't be as dull as expected wouldn't you say?"

[elementarybasil221-blog]

Basil's Gala look!

[reginaecor]

elementarybasil221:

“Oh wonderful, I’m being forced to go to event and socialize. What does one wear to these menial events anyways?”

“Well traditionally men wear suits to formal events.  Those who are more fashion forward and daring might add a cape or something a bit more avant garde.  Some wear patterned suits but based on your question I’m gonna go with a standard black suit for you.”

[elementarybasil221-blog]

Basil raised an eyebrow at her description of men's formal attire. "Well, since there is no way anyone is coming near me with a cape I may have to take your suggestion." He took a moment to observe the woman in front of her...She reminded him of someone he knew. "Pardon I don't think we've been introduced, I'm Basil." He said, extending his hand.

[elementarybasil221-blog]

“Oh wonderful, I’m being forced to go to event and socialize. What does one wear to these menial events anyways?”

[rockinthedots-deactivated202110]

“Certainly, not what you’re holding. Tweed is a crime against fashion. Especially, for the Met.” The brunette sounded so scandalized, as her blue eyes scrutinized the suit in his hand.

[elementarybasil221-blog]

A crime? Well...She certainly knew how to get him to suddenly dislike something. "Very well, what do you suggest?" He asked, not wanting to admit that he had a very poor taste in fashion.