Event: Consolidation Theory, Part Four and Five

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Characters: red-marked characters and their new friends
Location: ???
Date: Morning 354, Morning and Day 355
Summary: A quiet morning and a confusing morning, or maybe they're both, or maybe they're neither.
Warnings: gore, psychological horror, warn for specifics in the subject lines

Part Four OOC Post
Part Five OOC Post

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[ Will slowly tilted his head and considered Sherlock's words. He probably resembled Winston at the moment, as he tasted each uttered syllable, then drew them apart from one another.

Words are pack hunters.

Slowly his head straightened and he watched Sherlock for a long moment, before he smiled and glanced downwards. ]

No. [ He said, in an almost wondering tone. ] If you knew all of this you would never have let it get this bad.

Watson is a lot of things [ Will continued, looking up at the moldering ceiling and around as he spoke. ] most of which I don't like. But he is devoted to you, at a level that suggests he sees what other people never will.

[ Will slowly brought his eyes back to Sherlock. ] You're not the psychopath you want us to believe; not entirely. Which tells me that if you were full cognizant of your friend's mental state?

You would not let it get this far.

[ Lowering his gaze, Will went to shove his hands in his pockets, only to remember that they were never going to fit. Darn. That was his version of a dramatic, swooping exit ... foiled.

Ah well.

He turned, give Sherlock one last glance and then began to walk away. He suspected that this man would never admit to taking on any external input. Certainly not from a stranger. He was too rooted in his own mind.

Which was understandable.

Perhaps a few of his words would plant, like an irritant in an oyster, in the man's brain. If so, then this was a conversation well worth it. ]