March 2012
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marthafindetsraus-deactivated20 asked: Just saw that you were following me, wondered what's up.
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marthafindetsraus-deactivated20 asked: Hey Mr. Police am I in trouble? Or do you have another case for me that you wont take?
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tallwinchester asked: 15 - What was the best thing you were given? (I wouldn't say your car.)
February 2012
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southernterrortuppence asked: 16 - Who was the last person who called you? and 5 - Who is the first person in your contacts? C:
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crackshotwatson asked: You know... Sometimes, I really do.
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Anonymous asked: 80. What are you wearing? (;
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[The Bar] [Mystraaaade]
godsavethegovernment:
The bloody drink arrived and Mycroft gave the bartender a curt nod, picking up the glass and taking a long sip from it. It was good. In fact, it was very good. Lestrade clearly knew drinks. The Irish cream was soft and creamy on his tongue, and he took another swallow before setting it down. Best not to drink it all at once. Mycroft knew his limits well.
“Oh, I’d have to...
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godsavethegovernment replied to your post: ((I’m here and putting honey on tea biscuits. For…
((hi I love you))
((hiIloveyoutoo))
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[The Bar] [Mystraaaade]
godsavethegovernment:
Mycroft’s almost-smile froze in place. That was not something he’d expected. It was one thing to entertain the smallest bit of affection for the Detective Inspector, but it was quite another for it to be returned, much less for him to be winked at, by Jove. This crossed the line between harmless, fruitless manipulation over into…something that he couldn’t predict as well.
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((I’m here and putting honey on tea biscuits. For a while, anyway. I may take a nap. -w- ))
((Mycroft, I’ll reply tomorrow. I can’t right now, sorry. Also, did you guys seriously just steal my car?))
man-with-the-bluebox asked: (( What would your character think of you and what would you do if you met? ))
tallwinchester asked: How do you think Lestrade will adapt to finding out that there are demons and other such creatures causing crime in his city?
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Ask the Roleplayer questions about their Character... →
godsavethegovernment asked: ((Also, why is Lestrade attracted to Mycroft? If the answer is "HE DOESN'T KNOW", that's okay, because Mycroft is in the same boat.))
godsavethegovernment asked: ((Tell me your Mystrade feels.))
godsavethegovernment asked: ((Give me five bits of headcanon you have for Lestrade.))
[The Bar] [Mystraaaade]
godsavethegovernment:
Mycroft had definitely had Irish Cream before, and remembered it being pleasant—and, as he hadn’t eaten dessert today, would be a nice treat. “We’ll do that,” he said after a moment, and looked back at the menu. He’d disregarded many of the popular brand names on his previous menu checks, and so now he was browsing the Irish Cream selection for the first time. It wasn’t...
[The Bar] [Mystraaaade]
godsavethegovernment:
thestrade:
“Well, the… look! The look you gave it!” Lestrade kinda laughed, leaning onto the bar. “I mean, granted, it was only for a sec, but I know drinks and I know when someone likes or doesn’t like a drink, I’ll tell you, Mr. Holmes. Why not get something you like, huh? I’ll even buy it,” Lestrade added, leaning slightly towards Mycroft with a joking expression.
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[The Bar] [Mystraaaade]
godsavethegovernment:
Mycroft’s eyes flicked up to meet Lestrade’s, his expression sharp. “What gives you the impression that I don’t like beer?”
“Well, the… look! The look you gave it!” Lestrade kinda laughed, leaning onto the bar. “I mean, granted, it was only for a sec, but I know drinks and I know when someone likes or doesn’t like a drink, I’ll tell...
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[The Bar] [Mystraaaade]
godsavethegovernment:
“Aah.” Mycroft nodded. “That’s…nice.” Really not his cup of tea. He fumbled for something else to say, but was saved by the arrival of their drinks. The bartender didn’t meet Mycroft’s eyes, just slid the brimming glasses across the bar and scurried off. Good, then, that Mycroft wasn’t losing his touch in this awful sweater. That meant Lestrade must not find him as silly...
((Hurr. Starts off not too great, then it's... →
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[The Bar] [Mystraaaade]
godsavethegovernment:
Mycroft’s eyes followed Lestrade’s naming of drinks, flicking over prices, an eyebrow lifting as Lestrade got flustered. It was almost endearing, and that scared him.
“I’m more of a Scotch man myself,” he intoned, “but this might not be the night for that.”
He tapped his fingers on the bar, pads of his fingers sticking to the gross surface, and caught the eye of the...
[The Bar] [Mystraaaade]
godsavethegovernment:
Mycroft’s eyes traveled from John’s face to Lestrade’s (oh, he should be calling him Greg, shouldn’t he, that was what people did, it was just that his surname had stuck) and back to John’s, and then to Lestrade’s as the DI’s gaze returned to him. He wasn’t entirely sure what John’s stare meant but he knew it was probably something he wouldn’t want to hear. This entire...
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[The Bar] [Mystraaaade]
godsavethegovernment:
When Lestrade walked in, Mycroft showed no real signs of recognition, but his mind was buzzing—how to react, when to turn, how to greet him? It was improper, really, the amount of importance he was placing on Lestrade’s presence. He should have been a lot more concerned about it. But instead he waited a long moment until Lestrade had drawn up to them and addressed him,...
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[The Bar]
Lestrade fidgeted with his phone as he drove, wondering if he should text or call Mycroft. Should he check and make sure he knows it’s today? No, no he’s a Holmes; he knows the date of it. Then… Should he check if he’s even planning on coming? He is a Holmes…
“I don’t know why I’m so bloody worried about this,” Lestrade sighed, pulling into...
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godsavethegovernment:
“And you, Lestrade.”
He walked away, hands sliding into his pockets. It was starting to hit him exactly what he had just done, and he wasn’t sure how he wanted to feel about it yet, if he was to feel anything at all. Certainly Lestrade’s company hadn’t been outstandingly irritating in the past, and he supposed he could do with a night off of work. Ordinarily he wouldn’t...
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godsavethegovernment:
To tell the truth, Mycroft wasn’t sure how he would act when off work. Just the thought of not having that extra level of authority in place was making him sweat. Hopefully Lestrade wouldn’t lose respect for him. But then, Lestrade didn’t strike him as the type who’d judge him harshly for being a working man.
“A text will do,” Mycroft said shortly, conscious of the...
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godsavethegovernment:
*gives Lestrade a sharp look, and then nods* Certainly. *pulls a business card out of his breast pocket, and reaches into his pocket for a pen, with which he scribbles his personal mobile number onto the card* Here.
((Switching to paragraph form, don’t mind me.))
Lestrade watched him write his number down, resisting the urge to bounce a bit on the balls of his...
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godsavethegovernment:
thestrade:
*chuckles* Not a problem. Great! The pub by John’s flat is where we usually meet up. Know where that is?
*looks mildly offended, in a way he hopes Lestrade realizes is a joke* Of course. I’ll be there.
*laughs* Good! Mind exchanging numbers, just in case?
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godsavethegovernment:
Friday should be clear. *pulls out his ~phone~ or something and checks the date, and then waves the device around a bit, embarrassed* My apologies. It does help one keep organized. Friday it is, then.
*chuckles* Not a problem. Great! The pub by John’s flat is where we usually meet up. Know where that is?
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godsavethegovernment:
Oh, I’m sure you’re sure. *tilts his head back, considering* *…oh, what the hell* Why not. Set a date.
*grins widely* Fantastic! Uhm… *pushes his chin forward, bites his lips together, and squints his eyes in thought for a second* Would Friday work, or is that too short notice? We usually go out on Friday nights. End of the week, and all.
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godsavethegovernment:
thestrade:
*Laughs* Well, I wasn’t, but you could always join us. I’m sure it’d be fun.
*raises an eyebrow* I’m sure. *his tone is part sarcastic, part curious*
*nudges very lightly, not sure where he stands at all* Oh, come on, it would be fun. I’m sure of it.
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godsavethegovernment:
thestrade:
*frowns a bit, but in a friendly way* You don’t ever just go out for “drinks with the guys,” then?
No, I don’t. *looks a little amused* Why? Are you asking me out to drinks with you?
*Laughs* Well, I wasn’t, but you could always join us. I’m sure it’d be fun.
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godsavethegovernment:
*he almost gives Lestrade an indulging smile, almost passes him off as not worthy of my attention, but then realizes he doesn’t actually care enough, and this is the most he’s talked to anyone about his personal life in…months, if not years, really* A little bit of both, really… Work occupies rather a lot of my time. Oh, I go to…social events… Occasionally my colleagues...
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godsavethegovernment:
thestrade:
*falters, but grins again* What do you do when you’re not working, anyway?
*slightly taken aback, he thinks for a moment* Shamefully little. Read, drink tea, do paperwork. *chuckles shortly*
*nods* Though, paperwork counts as work. It’s even in the name, Myc- Mr. Holmes. Is that because you don’t have anything else to do, or do you just not...
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godsavethegovernment:
thestrade:
*laughs* Well, thanks! You’re not too bad, yourself, Mr. Holmes.
*inclines his head, a half-smile on his face* Good to know you think so, Lestrade. Good to know. *shakes his head absently*
*falters, but grins again* What do you do when you’re not working, anyway?
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godsavethegovernment:
thestrade:
Oh, of course. *grins* I wouldn’t ask, I know better than that.
Good to know. You’re a good man, Lestrade.
*laughs* Well, thanks! You’re not too bad, yourself, Mr. Holmes.
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thestrade:
I thought so, too. Drinks this Friday should be relaxing, finally! How have you been doing?
I’ll say. I’ve been well. Can’t give details, of course.
Oh, of course. *grins* I wouldn’t ask, I know better than that.
godsavethegovernment:
Excellent to hear, Inspector.
I thought so, too. Drinks this Friday should be relaxing, finally! How have you been doing?
godsavethegovernment:
thestrade:
How’s yours going, then, Mr. Holmes?
Oh, all right, I suppose. Just sat down with a glass of whiskey and the evening paper. Yours?
Well, I’d say! Just wrapped up a case that’d been a right pain in my arse for at least a month!
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godsavethegovernment replied to your post: Good evening.
Evening, Inspector.
How’s yours going, then, Mr. Holmes?
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Good evening.
Good evening, everyone.
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keepingenglandfromfalling:
*smiles fondly that he is smiling fondly, can’t help it, and tilts her head a little* What are they’re names? How old are they? Do they want to be detectives too?
*laughs* Have they realized his worth, then?
*laughs* With the amount of questions you’re asking, someone would think you’re out to take them from me! I have two little girls, 7 and 10, and,...
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keepingenglandfromfalling:
Yes, you, love. *smiles a little, and listens, leaning back* That’s great. As long as you got something to work off of! And I’m sure your kids are adorable and look up to you. I’m sure you won’t end up more stressed than you have been, you know how to handle things, and without Sherlock bothering you, I’m sure it’s tame.
Yeah, they’re adorable....
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keepingenglandfromfalling:
That’s the advantage of being an old woman, everyone forgives you when you are mean. *laughs, and shakes her head* I was glad to see that, I was glad to see Sherlock bloom under him. But it didn’t seem to do John well in the end. But our conversation is circling.
How are you doing other than the case work, love? I mean you.
Me? Really? Hm… I could be...
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keepingenglandfromfalling:
I was his landlady, he had to be or I could raise his rent. *winks, then laughs a little* He had his moments, he meant well, John was good for him.
No one is perfect, love. We all deal with that daily.
*smirks a bit* Yeah, glad you had that power over him. I couldn’t tell him no, not really. He knew that, too, and held it over my head constantly. To be...
