Day 332; voice; @gravedigger [OPEN]

[harlequinofhate]

[A sharp, histrionic shout.]

Alright, daddy's had enough.

I'm missing a harlequin.

I'm getting very worried so someone please return her immediately or I'll...uh

[A pause.]

I'll kill someone each day until my poopsie is back at my side.

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[holmesice]

Considering one of those people on the edge was Sherlock, it's very refreshing to see where my brother falls on the list of your priorities, Doctor Watson. Really, this just tells me everything I need to know.

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[jumpthegun]

I. Wasn't. There.

You're seriously expecting me to stop something I wasn't physically present for?

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[holmesice]

[I wasn't there when Eurus put Victor in that Pit.

He never stopped blaming himself.]

Yes. You should have been there.

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[jumpthegun]

[John bristles, angry at himself, angry at Mycroft.]

Well, I wasn't. You were. What's your excuse?

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[holmesice]

If I could get Sherlock to properly listen to me when he makes his mind up about something, there would have been little use for you in the first place!

[He disconnects in a huff, too upset and irritated to go on.]

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[jumpthegun]

[John chucks his own tablet... then goes to pick it up again because he needs that. It's not a terribly satisfying end to that conversation.]