for Mycroft
Jun. 29th, 2012 10:50 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
highfunctioningJohn still refused to talk about Sherlock's "death," and while it was touching that he was so bereaved, Sherlock needed to process. He'd spent some time in the Moriarty wing of his mind palace, which hadn't been as helpful as he would have liked. In fact, it left him feeling rather dreadful. Which led him to his next course of action; seeking out Mycroft.
He'd never questioned the fact that he and his brother had been taken from the same day on Earth, even after learning about the shifted timelines of others. Mycroft was inscrutable like that, and had basically looked as he presently did since the mid 1990s.
Sherlock found him on the observation deck, as he knew he would; umbrella in hand, he might have been idling on a Brighton pier.
"Whatever it is you've done, you might as well tell me now and save us both some time."
He'd never questioned the fact that he and his brother had been taken from the same day on Earth, even after learning about the shifted timelines of others. Mycroft was inscrutable like that, and had basically looked as he presently did since the mid 1990s.
Sherlock found him on the observation deck, as he knew he would; umbrella in hand, he might have been idling on a Brighton pier.
"Whatever it is you've done, you might as well tell me now and save us both some time."
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Date: 2012-06-30 02:39 pm (UTC)"John also said that you jumped off a building to your death. I think there's not a doubt in either our minds that that is a lie. He might think that's what he saw, but it's a fabrication, a show you have put up to suit your purposes," Mycroft drawled. "As long as I do not know the extent of this lie, the implications of it and reasons behind it, I will not blindly follow the accusations of a man who has only seen the front of the lie."
"I'm not playing guessing games with unreliable witness accounts."