Ah Ha Ha Ha Stayin Alive

[ihaveanappforthat]

Has anyone read the Grimm Fairytales? I've always been quite fond of them; as a kid I found the story of the Strange Violinist rather interesting.

It makes me want to learn how to play. Perhaps I'll teach myself.

Anyone know how to play?

  
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Jryy abj, V trg ybj naq V trg uvtu, naq vs V pna'g trg rvgure, V ernyyl gel.

Pner gb trg grn yngre? 

 

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[3potionproblem]

[Sherlock nodded slowly, watching him.]

I'm sort of busy with my studies but... perhaps.

[ihaveanappforthat]

[Moriarty's eyes flickered up to him when he gave the excuse but then back down to his tea. Choosing not to bring up the fact that Sherlock had never been busy with his studies and he likeliness of that to happen is low to zero.]

Perhaps.

[He took his cup and pushed the tray towards Sherlock.]

[3potionproblem]

[Sherlock raised his brow but went ahead and made his own cup. That hadn't been a clever move on his part. He wasn't sure he wanted Moriarty knowing too much about his extracurricular muggle studies, though. He might think him a hypocrite.]

Are you going home this Christmas holiday?

[ihaveanappforthat]

Haven't decided. I'm thinking not. Never know though; I'm sooo changeable!

[A fake smile is aimed in Sherlock's direction before he turned away to pretend to be interested in looking at something across the room whilst sipping his tea.]

Have you ever thought about some of the things people believe to be true, and thought, "I don't think it is"?

[3potionproblem]

[Sherlock nodded slightly, stirring his sugar into his tea.]

Most of the time. People are idiots and like to believe the most convenient answer. Sort of sad when original thought is noteworthy.

[ihaveanappforthat]

[Jim licked his lips and set his cup down.]

When someone lies once, it means they'll have no issue doing it again, don't you think? An easy escape, a good excuse, a reason to feel special.

[He was asking questions he knew the answer to. He settled on looking back at Sherlock.]

[3potionproblem]

[That gave Sherlock pause. That wasn't a logical jump in the conversation. He eyed Jim as he sipped his tea.]

And what have I lied about?

[ihaveanappforthat]

Oh, who ever said I was talking about you? Guilty conscious? What have you lied about?

[He grabbed his cup once again, sipping from it.]

[3potionproblem]

Of course you mean me. You became irritated with me the moment I mentioned my studies and then immediately turned the conversation to questions on truth and lies.

I do have studies to do, Jim. Not classwork but I am involved in my own research.

[ihaveanappforthat]

Wolf! Wolf!

Not the lie I was talking about, Sherlock.

"Pray do come and help me; the wolf is killing the sheep"; but no one paid any heed to his cries, nor rendered any assistance.

[Another sip of his tea and then he set it down. Quickly he moved to stand up and slam his hands down on the table, causing a loud bang and for most of the things on the table to clatter. Eyes searching for something in Sherlock's own the whole time. He was a shark, and Sherlock? His prey. Just as if it had never happened before he resigned back to his seat to sip on his tea.]

There is no believing a liar, even when he speaks the truth.

[3potionproblem]

[Sherlock jumped. He hated this; he hated the unpredictability and the way Jim could turn the table so quickly by seemingly acting out in random bursts of gibberish which were the same as a sermon to the believer. Jim never wasted his words and somewhere there was everything in gold-lined clarity. But Sherlock had no time for fairy tales.]

What is it you want from me, then?

[ihaveanappforthat]

I'll SHOOT YOU DOWN, Sherlock.

Don't mess with me.

[He took a deep breath as if he were going to shout again, but let it out and fluttered his eye-lashes at him, looking almost innocent.]

I don't want either of us to be in misery. I won't keep running to protect your sheep if we are. As long as we aren't, I will.

[3potionproblem]

[Sherlock stared at him, completely uncertain.]

...I don't like riddles, Jim.

[ihaveanappforthat]

Learn to. Because I don't like being lied to, Sherlock.

[His gaze stayed on Sherlock, a coldness behind it that wasn't normally aimed at Sherlock.]

[3potionproblem]

[Sherlock kept his eyes locked on him for a moment longer before looking away and sipping at his tea.]

I don't know what you're talking about. I haven't lied. Of the two of us, I'm the most honest and of that you cannot deny. I've watched you play.

[ihaveanappforthat]

When have I lied to you? I'm so SCARED Sherlock, did you catch me in a lie?

[His face contorted into shock and fear.]

Please soothe my fears because we both know I haven't. Not to you.

You know how frightened I get sometimes!

[3potionproblem]

Not to me, perhaps, but all this talk in riddles and fairy tales is hardly a straight answer.

[ihaveanappforthat]

It's not a lie. I give you your answers sooner or later. I just make you work for them.

I'm the more innocent one here, surprisingly. I'm not sure how you managed that one. Bravo.

[3potionproblem]

[Sherlock shrugged his brows.]

We're not friends anymore, are we?

[ihaveanappforthat]

I think you decided that years ago without giving me any say on the matter.

Can a sociopath have friends?

[3potionproblem]

[Sherlock shrugged, finishing his tea.]

Then I suppose one cannot lose what never was.

[ihaveanappforthat]

One can if they're a fraud.

[He stands up and leans over the table to Sherlock.]

I scare you.

[3potionproblem]

[Now Sherlock gets it. And the slight widening of his eyes is all the confirmation Jim will ever need.]

I can't read you.

[He admits. There is no imagined reason to fear the rather crazy man. Just the simple fact that he exists far beyond Sherlock's ability to deduce.]

[ihaveanappforthat]

[A look of utter disgust attaches itself to his face. His voice was quiet, at least he was giving him the dignity to keep any curious listeners out of their business.]

You got upset that I dated Molly. I watched, it wasn't just jealousy. It was a mixture of very extreme things. That's why I dated her longer. Your reaction was strange. I couldn't figure it out. It was amusing even.

It was never naivete that you didn't push back as hard, it was a lie. You're just like everyone else. Except you make the sociopaths look innocent.

[3potionproblem]

[Sherlock stood quietly, sorting his robes out as he stepped away from the table.]

It was years ago, Jim. It doesn't matter.