006 -- video;

[jilt]

[ well, irene's in holmes' room again. she's lighting his pipe, the comm balanced on her knee. it's possibly the least careful she's been about her presence here since this whole charade started. ]

It seems my dear Mister Holmes has been taken away. Or perhaps his blasted turkey ate him, I'm not entirely certain. But he's nowhere to be found, and his communicator seems to be inactive. I'm told this means he's vanished along with the rest of the crowd.

[ there's a pause. irene's tone is so bitter and she knows she'd do well to reign it in, but. ]

Damnably rude of him, leaving without a word to anyone.

[ because that's irene's trick, isn't it? there's a pause, and then she turns off the feed. ]

Comments

[jilt]

I think we'd all sleep better at night if that were the case.

[ a beat. ]

Nothing set in stone. Our usual affairs aren't available to us, so I suppose we'd have had to wing it.

[cons]

[ c u r i o u s ]

Like what?

[jilt]

Dinner. Sometimes the opera, if there was something that could hold both our attentions.

[ and then she picked his pocket and vanished into the night whoops ]

[cons]

Oh. [ praaaactically chinhandsing. and she'd be doing it even worse if she knew about the pickpocketing part. geeze, she's really gotta get a sherlock holmes of her own. ohwait, she kinda did, and she kinda just broke up with him. faaaaaack!!! ]

Yeah, unfortunately there's nothing even close to a 'dinner and a movie' kinda deal here. I tink the best form of entertainment here is probably... fight club. Not exactly the same as going out to the opera.

[jilt]

A bit too rough for our tastes.

[ lol absolutely not true ]

But it doesn't matter at this point, not really, since he's gone and left.