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Sherlock Holmes, after a fashion ([personal profile] if_inconvenient) wrote2010-11-14 06:10 pm
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After a very inconclusive day and a rather more informative conversation with Jarvis, Sherlock is lying in his hotel bed with his fingertips together, staring at the ceiling. It is no longer a conscious imitation of the classic pose; over the years he has made it his own.

[identity profile] americas-son.livejournal.com 2010-11-15 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah," Cal says again.

". . . no offense, but I really hope that doesn't change till after you get back."

That is not something Cal wants to have to deal with, even if that does mean dumping it on Sherlock instead. That much, at least, is Sherlock's job, and should stay that way.

[identity profile] americas-son.livejournal.com 2010-11-15 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
"He's pretty big on making sure Tony thinks he's the best thing ever, though, I don't see why that would change in the next few days."

Cal knows Sherlock knows that. He doesn't need to say it out loud.

He just - he really didn't like leaving Tony alone with Stane. Knowing something with your brain doesn't always mean the rest of you believes it.

[identity profile] americas-son.livejournal.com 2010-11-15 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah."

Another puff from the cigarette.

"I told him to go for a walk at midnight, maybe he'll take me up on it."

One can always hope.

[identity profile] americas-son.livejournal.com 2010-11-15 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
Cal exhales and asks,

"Do you think he has any clue about why that would be a bad idea? I couldn't tell from his reaction."

[identity profile] americas-son.livejournal.com 2010-11-15 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, yeah?"

Cal is intrigued by this.

[identity profile] americas-son.livejournal.com 2010-11-15 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Of course," Cal says, amused.

"Damn. He'll probably stay in, then."

[identity profile] americas-son.livejournal.com 2010-11-15 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Figures," Cal says. "Whatever, with my luck he'd probably get turned, anyway."

He tries to make it into a joke, but it falls hopelessly flat.

[identity profile] americas-son.livejournal.com 2010-11-15 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
Cal swallows, tapping his cigarette several times against the edge of the ashtray.

"And - I'd hate for Tony to have to deal with that. So. Maybe it's for the best."

[identity profile] americas-son.livejournal.com 2010-11-15 02:04 am (UTC)(link)




It feels like it's been a long time since that night, but it hasn't.

Not really.

[identity profile] americas-son.livejournal.com 2010-11-15 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
"It never comes up when I think it's going to," Cal mutters.

He taps the cigarette again, too hard this time. The cherry tumbles out into the ashtray.

[identity profile] americas-son.livejournal.com 2010-11-15 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
Cal takes a deep breath, tries to push it all away. He's spent a lot of time keeping it locked up.

Funny how that's a lot easier to do when there isn't anyone sympathetic listening in.

". . . Talk about something else."

[identity profile] americas-son.livejournal.com 2010-11-15 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
Cal takes another breath, forcing his concentration onto what Sherlock is saying.

"That's - that seems kind of strange."

He picks up his lighter and relights his cigarette.

[identity profile] americas-son.livejournal.com 2010-11-15 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
Cal blinks.

". . . I knocked the cherry out by accident."