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Post by Marijke on Sept 3, 2007 13:09:49 GMT -5
((Marijke: Finally! I thought you kids were never getting together. Way to go!! Whoot! Francis: Yo Drac... Dracula: *curses under his breath* Francis: I never thought I would say this, but .... lets work together on this one. Dracula:Yes, lets. Marijke: Hey guys, what are you two ..... PUT THOSE KNIVES DOWN. NOW!))
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Post by Irene on Sept 3, 2007 13:10:59 GMT -5
((*Hysterical laughter*))
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Post by Sherlock Holmes on Sept 4, 2007 10:59:58 GMT -5
((Srsly, would Francis really rather see her with Drac?))
*Holmes' face grew stony and cold.*
"I'm not certain I can do that."
*He hated himself for the admission as much as for the feeling itself.*
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Post by Irene on Sept 4, 2007 11:02:13 GMT -5
((Well, at least there he knows she doesn't have a choice. It's twisted.))
"Then-"
*She bit her lip*
"What do you think we should do?"
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Post by Sherlock Holmes on Sept 4, 2007 11:53:54 GMT -5
((Word. I'm all about the twistiness.))
*Holmes closed his eyes tightly.*
"I don't know," *he admitted.* "I don't... I'm not supposed to... Irene, I'm not meant to feel this way. It's not good for me. There's a reason I never..."
*He trailed off, his own bleak personal history hardly of interest to himself, let alone her.*
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Post by Irene on Sept 4, 2007 16:21:59 GMT -5
*Irene spoke seriously*
"I understand. You could never be tied down to a woman- not when your life is dedicated to justice. It would only endager all parties involved."
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Post by Sherlock Holmes on Sept 4, 2007 16:33:39 GMT -5
"No."
*He struggled with the word, because it would be so simple to let her believe what she'd just said. To let himself believe it. But his drive for the truth, for the bare facts of things, would not let it lie. He turned to watch her face as he spoke.*
"I'm afraid you are wrong," *he said with calm intensity.* "It is not my passion for justice, but my... my weakness... which makes our... association a danger. Miss Adler, my history... that is to say, my nature is such that I cannot trust it when... women are involved."
*His eyes slid away.*
"I fear my only mechanism for survival, under the circumstances, is what Watson called my mechanical precision, my completely lack of emotional involvement. It is all true, as far as it goes. As far as my life, until now, has run."
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Post by Irene on Sept 4, 2007 17:32:29 GMT -5
"You mean that I would make you weak."
*Irene understood. A man like him could not afford weakness. And a woman like her...she thought about her husband. Yes, a woman like her made men weak.*
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Post by Sherlock Holmes on Sept 4, 2007 17:59:59 GMT -5
"I do not seek to dishonor you with such a suggestion," *he said, as if to reassure her.* "It is my weakness, indeed, which makes it so. Many men--Watson, for instance--can engage with the fair sex in a manner which does not render them at their mercy. Which is not to say that they don't love their wives, such as they can. But I cannot equate my state with theirs; and so, it has long been my policy to avoid such entanglements. My life is fraught with danger. Aside from putting myself at risk, my life puts those I involve myself with in danger, as well."
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Post by Irene on Sept 4, 2007 19:01:16 GMT -5
"Perhaps we both need time to think."
*She stood, walking to a dressing table. Some of the ballet rats had hung pictures of their current lovers, and her heart ached for both Holmes and her late husband.*
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Post by Sherlock Holmes on Sept 5, 2007 9:51:19 GMT -5
*Holmes rose and adjusted his clothing in haste.*
"Yes. I apologize for overstaying my welcome. I must see what is to be done about Dracula, if I can."
*He moved over to Irene, and turned her so he could look her in the eye as he grasped her arms.*
"He won't get to you, if I can help it," *he said fervently.*
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Post by Irene on Sept 19, 2007 19:53:53 GMT -5
NEW DAY
*After Holmes had brought her back, Irene collapsed into a chair, crying silently*
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Post by Sherlock Holmes on Sept 19, 2007 20:08:09 GMT -5
*Holmes crouched at her side quietly, wishing he could do something.*
"Miss Adler... I'm sorry."
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Post by Irene on Sept 19, 2007 20:08:41 GMT -5
*She tried to pull herself together*
"No, it's my fault. I believed him."
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Post by Sherlock Holmes on Sept 19, 2007 20:54:46 GMT -5
"I mean, I'm sorry that you had to go through that. The bastard will pay, mark my words."
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