Consulting Criminal
That doesn't mean story time's over. I can create such fairytales and every fairytale has a villain.
I faked my death just as your precious Sherlock faked his. It was simple, really.
My dear Doctor, believe me, I have reigned him in. You have to let wild animals believe they’re free or they’ll fight endlessly to escape. ~JM
Aren’t…
Fuck you. Don’t even mention Mary.
And you be fucking glad I wasn’t there to see it, because I would have shot rounds from my own gun into you, for safe measure.
How can anyone be okay with letting someone else run their life? How can you be okay with RUNNING someone else’s life? What do you do, give him orders on top of base rules? You can’t just make people slaves, Moriarty. -JW
Ooooh, touchy subject I see.
You seem so angry, John. I would say you should work on that, but really, I admire that.
Why not? I can and I do. I can promise you that Moran is perfectly content. ~JM
Content, or left if no other option other than death? Why would anyone want to spend time with you? You’re the worst person to ever be graced with life, and definitely the most unworthy of it. Did you torture him into the life, or do you just pay in a currency no man could refuse?
You think I’m angry? Not even slightly, because I will kill you. I will kill you with my own two hands. If you admire me so much, why not come out and tell me to my face?
You killed my wife. And I will never forgive you for that. -JW
Why yes, I am. Thank you for noticing.
I imagine if you ask him, he’ll say he did it for the money at first. He’s drawn to me in the same manner that you are drawn to Sherlock. Don’t be all oh but Sherlock is my friend because he wasn’t, not at first. You liked the danger. Moran thrives on it as well.
I will tell it to your face, but all in due time. I am a busy man, I’ll make time for you eventually, and I promise you won’t ever forget it.
Good, I’d be so disappointed if you did. ~JM
I faked my death just as your precious Sherlock faked his. It was simple, really.
My dear Doctor, believe me, I have reigned him in. You have to let wild animals believe they’re free or they’ll fight endlessly to escape. ~JM
Aren’t…
Fuck you. Don’t even mention Mary.
And you be fucking glad I wasn’t there to see it, because I would have shot rounds from my own gun into you, for safe measure.
How can anyone be okay with letting someone else run their life? How can you be okay with RUNNING someone else’s life? What do you do, give him orders on top of base rules? You can’t just make people slaves, Moriarty. -JW
Ooooh, touchy subject I see.
You seem so angry, John. I would say you should work on that, but really, I admire that.
Why not? I can and I do. I can promise you that Moran is perfectly content. ~JM
I faked my death just as your precious Sherlock faked his. It was simple, really.
My dear Doctor, believe me, I have reigned him in. You have to let wild animals believe they’re free or they’ll fight endlessly to escape. ~JM
Aren’t you afraid that Moran will see this and realize what you’re doing? You’re quite the manipulative bastard, I get that, but i don’t think you can just take away or block things from his sight.
But you shot your self. In the mouth. With a gun.
Even a blank would rip through your skin like knife. -JW
Oh, he’s aware, he just likes to pretend he’s not. He may still be an idiot, but he’s not quite as idiotic as some of society (That is a compliment, Sebastian dear). I think it helps him live with the fact that I do run his life.
Not a blank, no. Loud noise mostly. Fake blood. Precise timing. It was such a show, not that you were there to see it.
By the way, how have you been doing since your wife’s… unfortunate passing? ~JM
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I faked my death just as your precious Sherlock faked his. It was simple, really.
My dear Doctor, believe me, I have reigned him in. You have to let wild animals believe they’re free or they’ll fight endlessly to escape. ~JM
Guess who’s now fit to go out into the field? -SM
I’m afraid you’ve lost me, dear. To whom are you referring? Really, you should be more clear about these things. ~JM
Queen Gerold has been making impressive strides.
You could probably take her hunting yourself, if you’d like. You’ll need some instruction, but you’re a fast learner. -SMThat I am. Oooh, now I’m looking forward to taking her out.
You did manage to surprise me after all. ~JM
Glad to hear it, Boss. She was a right old bitch to get in order, but I’ve grown rather fond of the bloody thing.
Still shits everywhere, though. Best not wear your Westwood. -SMI knew you’d warm up to her eventually.
That’s fine, I’ll just wear something of yours instead. ~JM
Refer to previous conversation - read, how Moran’s wardrobe excels Jim’s.
I look forward to going out to the countryside with you. It’s so… isolated. -SM
Darling, that was not how that conversation went. Jim’s wardrobe far excels his pet’s wardrobe.
Isolated, hm? Go on. ~JM
Guess who’s now fit to go out into the field? -SM
I’m afraid you’ve lost me, dear. To whom are you referring? Really, you should be more clear about these things. ~JM
Queen Gerold has been making impressive strides.
You could probably take her hunting yourself, if you’d like. You’ll need some instruction, but you’re a fast learner. -SMThat I am. Oooh, now I’m looking forward to taking her out.
You did manage to surprise me after all. ~JM
Glad to hear it, Boss. She was a right old bitch to get in order, but I’ve grown rather fond of the bloody thing.
Still shits everywhere, though. Best not wear your Westwood. -SM
I knew you’d warm up to her eventually.
That’s fine, I’ll just wear something of yours instead. ~JM
Guess who’s now fit to go out into the field? -SM
I’m afraid you’ve lost me, dear. To whom are you referring? Really, you should be more clear about these things. ~JM
Queen Gerold has been making impressive strides.
You could probably take her hunting yourself, if you’d like. You’ll need some instruction, but you’re a fast learner. -SM
That I am. Oooh, now I’m looking forward to taking her out.
You did manage to surprise me after all. ~JM
I’ll have everyone know that I didn’t want to write this.
I hope you had a nice day, Jim.
There, satisfied? -SMA little sincerity wouldn’t kill you, would it? This day only comes once a year.
~JM
Roses are fuck it.
I hate this.
I’m going to shoot somebody.
Taste my fist.It kind of rhymed, even. -SM
Hmmm, well it’s a start, anyways.
I thought you enjoyed writing and were adequate at it? This is rather…. sad. ~JM
I write about sidearms, preferable hunting conditions, and how to properly extirpate beasts.
Emotions are not my forte, if you haven’t yet noticed. -SMI have noticed, which is why I’m rather fond of you. Forget what I said about sincerity; this is one day a year where we can pretend. Just for fun. I got you a gift after all. ~JM
Did you? I’m afraid I haven’t gotten you anything, though that could be easily remedied.
May I ask what it is? -SMMy heart - Well, I say mine, but it’s not really mine. It is gift wrapped, however. Oh, and some new toy that mysteriously went missing from some high security base before it could be mass produced.
I figured you’d appreciate that more than chocolate. ~JM
How intuitive of you.
Really, though, I am itching to see that toy you mentioned.
Any requests in return? -SMI thought you would be.
Surprise me, if you can. ~JM
Guess who’s now fit to go out into the field? -SM
I’m afraid you’ve lost me, dear. To whom are you referring? Really, you should be more clear about these things. ~JM
I’ll have everyone know that I didn’t want to write this.
I hope you had a nice day, Jim.
There, satisfied? -SMA little sincerity wouldn’t kill you, would it? This day only comes once a year.
~JM
Roses are fuck it.
I hate this.
I’m going to shoot somebody.
Taste my fist.It kind of rhymed, even. -SM
Hmmm, well it’s a start, anyways.
I thought you enjoyed writing and were adequate at it? This is rather…. sad. ~JM
I write about sidearms, preferable hunting conditions, and how to properly extirpate beasts.
Emotions are not my forte, if you haven’t yet noticed. -SMI have noticed, which is why I’m rather fond of you. Forget what I said about sincerity; this is one day a year where we can pretend. Just for fun. I got you a gift after all. ~JM
Did you? I’m afraid I haven’t gotten you anything, though that could be easily remedied.
May I ask what it is? -SMMy heart - Well, I say mine, but it’s not really mine. It is gift wrapped, however. Oh, and some new toy that mysteriously went missing from some high security base before it could be mass produced.
I figured you’d appreciate that more than chocolate. ~JM
How intuitive of you.
Really, though, I am itching to see that toy you mentioned.
Any requests in return? -SM
I thought you would be.
Surprise me, if you can. ~JM
I’ll have everyone know that I didn’t want to write this.
I hope you had a nice day, Jim.
There, satisfied? -SMA little sincerity wouldn’t kill you, would it? This day only comes once a year.
~JM
Roses are fuck it.
I hate this.
I’m going to shoot somebody.
Taste my fist.It kind of rhymed, even. -SM
Hmmm, well it’s a start, anyways.
I thought you enjoyed writing and were adequate at it? This is rather…. sad. ~JM
I write about sidearms, preferable hunting conditions, and how to properly extirpate beasts.
Emotions are not my forte, if you haven’t yet noticed. -SMI have noticed, which is why I’m rather fond of you. Forget what I said about sincerity; this is one day a year where we can pretend. Just for fun. I got you a gift after all. ~JM
Did you? I’m afraid I haven’t gotten you anything, though that could be easily remedied.
May I ask what it is? -SM
My heart - Well, I say mine, but it’s not really mine. It is gift wrapped, however. Oh, and some new toy that mysteriously went missing from some high security base before it could be mass produced.
I figured you’d appreciate that more than chocolate. ~JM
