[network/video] @309_W1C_2DZ; Day 205; Midday [open] cw: mention of suicide

[howdull]

[For once Sherlock is not on text only, he's on video in all his glory. Which is a very diminished glory today, considering he looks terrible. Too thin in the face, though his clothes hide the rest of him, and dishevelled as though he's spent a few months not really putting any care into his appearance. His hair is longer than the last time anyone has seen him, and he looks older.

He's moving frantically in short bursts of energy, jittery, as if he isn't quite sure whether he wants to stay still or keep moving.]

Data, yes, I should share that. [It's a mumble to himself as the tablet tilts, giving an askew feed of the detective.] Purposeful death does cause nearly guaranteed revival, this has now been tested several times with no known cases of permanent death.

[The tablet shifts again as Sherlock moves between morgue drawers, checking them one by one and then moving on.]

John. [It's a sudden shift in direction.] John Watson, has anyone seen him?

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[peacemongering]

To do that, I will have to know the full extent of your situation.

[Verbal sparring? Yes, verbal sparring.]

[howdull]

There's little enough to know other than what you can quite plainly see, that I have recently awoken from being dead within one of the morgues.

[And not in good shape, as is fairly obvious from the way his Belstaff hangs slightly loose and the dark circles under his eyes.]

[peacemongering]

And isn't there a price that comes with one's death? I suspect your own price has you stumbling in conversation. How does that make you feel?

[It was curious how most people in this place were in awful shape. Everyone who had been here any good length of time seemed so ravaged.]

[howdull]

My death price has no true impact on my emotional state.

[That's true, whatever irritation and fear it might produce is nothing at all compared to his fear and guilt for John.]

And therefore is irrelevant to your manner of advice.

[peacemongering]

But it gives you away all the same.

[howdull]

[He rolls his eyes, managing to give a good impression of someone more irritated than upset at these observations.]

Are you going to give your advice, or just wax lyrical about pointless things?

[peacemongering]

Wax and wane; I only give advice in person.

[More because he's curious if he can lure Sherlock away to actually have a discussion with the man. He suspects that sociopaths are intriguing and matching wits with one would be entertaining and gratifying.]

[howdull]

Then I suppose you had best begin walking, I intend to head towards the school.

[He's incredibly easy to lure into this sort of trap, he loves pitting his wits against intelligent villains.]

[peacemongering]

It will take me days. Are you willing to wait?

[He will also be detained for a few days in future.]

[howdull]

I may not be able to.

[Just skirting the right side to truth.]

But if you move in that direction, I am certain we can arrange a suitable meeting place.

[peacemongering]

Very well. When I am in the area, I will be certain to contact you and check in on where you are at. Until then, I do hope you find Dr. Watson again.

[howdull]

Until then, Mr. Pierce.

[He'll end the conversation there, not trusting in his lack of ability to lie when facing off against such an opponent.]