And you are more than welcome to stay as long as you want, glad as I am to hear it.
[He flushes warmly, pleased. Utterly happy to have her approval. She could indeed stay here forever, and who would stop her? Certainly not her husband.]
Come, come! [In they go, and he closes the door behind them once they're in the flat, putting their suitcases down.] Let me change into something more suited for company; Iris is out on an errand for now, so the duties of host fall to me until she returns. Sit wherever you like!
[ the sound of the suitcases hitting the floor is like a little lightning bolt up her spine. she brushes her wrist across her eyes once more, as subtly as she can when her very husband (husband! husband!) is Herlock Sholmes.
and turns, eyes drifting from him in his ridiculous old lady outfit, to her suitcase, and back. ]
There’s no need to hide your emotions, my love. [Of course he noted her scrubbing at her eyes; just as he noted it before.] It’s only natural to feel overwhelmed, setting foot in a strange world. Not having seen someone in so, so long.
Very well, very well! I am long overdue in greeting you as a great detective rather than a great geriatric.
[Which means! He takes his suitcase, fwumps it down on the chaise, and pops it open. His "normal" clothes lie folded messily within; yes, he brought his change of clothes along with him, because you never know.
Fusses with taking off the nightgown first, pulling it over his head.]
Truly, though, you might poke around if you wish. Make yourself quite comfortable in the meanwhile.
[With these long arms, he certainly does fumble. Or rather, get himself briefly stuck in the long fabric as he pulls it over his head, his reply slightly muffled-]
I should offer you-
[Pullllllls and it finally slides off, leaving his hair in a state of disarray, his wig now completely sliding off. Sprezzatura doesn’t have to imagine much longer: what exists now is just a bare-chested Sholmes wearing a pair of bloomers to spare him from complete nakedness. Yes, bloomers. Might as well, to play the part.]
How rude to Mrs Minicle. [ the slightest twitch of her lips when he says that name: Ms Adler ] And wouldn't it be simpler for you if all your women were hardly endowed at all?
[ still looking at his face, she bends lower and plucks his blouse from the suitcase and holds it open for him. ]
[Are you perhaps bending lower like that on purpose, Sprezzatura--
He quirks his smile and takes it from her, an eyebrow arching.]
And does a detective utilize all the tools available to him by opting for "simpler"? [Leans in a bit-] Besides, I thought Ms Adler being so buxom was one of the reasons why you liked her so much.
[ you know how well Ms Vaux responds to teasing. if she had a tail right now, this is when it would flick—or perhaps wend around her ankle to keep her out of trouble. ]
She is being someone close to you. And to introduce her as you did was so intimate and unveiling. I like her for that.
[Ah, yes. As novel (and still beautiful) as she looks like this, it is a shame that she's missing a fraction of her tells, he thinks. Her tail was such a giveaway.]
[At some point he had begun dressing his top half in a dress shirt, plain and white, when she asks that. (Yes he’s still wearing bloomers, what of it.) He fumbles with the button and sputters—]
Well, yes! Of course! What do you mean, “was she”?
[ heh. she steps around the arm of the chaise and turns him towards her with a hand on his elbow. takes up that button herself, and the one below that. ]
I suppose I was too distracted of her bosom to tell of her manner.
[ a date. despite herself, her stomach does squirm with delight, and she tries to disguise it by glancing aside towards her suitcase. ] I bring her gifts.
[As he reaches forward to unearth his trousers from his suitcase, the mention of a gift piques his interest. Of course it does — a detective is ever curious.]
Oh? Gifts? You spoil me; your presence is gift enough!
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I could stay here forever.
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And you are more than welcome to stay as long as you want, glad as I am to hear it.
[He flushes warmly, pleased. Utterly happy to have her approval. She could indeed stay here forever, and who would stop her? Certainly not her husband.]
Come, come! [In they go, and he closes the door behind them once they're in the flat, putting their suitcases down.] Let me change into something more suited for company; Iris is out on an errand for now, so the duties of host fall to me until she returns. Sit wherever you like!
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and turns, eyes drifting from him in his ridiculous old lady outfit, to her suitcase, and back. ]
Iris isn't here?
[ she'll tell him where she'd like to sit—— ]
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She’ll be back shortly, I’m sure of it. Hm…
[He steps forward, gesturing at her.]
There’s no need to hide your emotions, my love. [Of course he noted her scrubbing at her eyes; just as he noted it before.] It’s only natural to feel overwhelmed, setting foot in a strange world. Not having seen someone in so, so long.
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I went through so much to get here. Mammon, will you please be changing out of your old woman clothes—
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[Which means! He takes his suitcase, fwumps it down on the chaise, and pops it open. His "normal" clothes lie folded messily within; yes, he brought his change of clothes along with him, because you never know.
Fusses with taking off the nightgown first, pulling it over his head.]
Truly, though, you might poke around if you wish. Make yourself quite comfortable in the meanwhile.
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I am comfortable.
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I should offer you-
[Pullllllls and it finally slides off, leaving his hair in a state of disarray, his wig now completely sliding off. Sprezzatura doesn’t have to imagine much longer: what exists now is just a bare-chested Sholmes wearing a pair of bloomers to spare him from complete nakedness. Yes, bloomers. Might as well, to play the part.]
-a drink, at least?
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barks out a sudden laugh, that low and hoarse laugh, and tweaks a nipple. ]
You are going about without your brassiere? [ spake the woman who never wears a brassiere ] Scandal.
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Ah! Now, Mrs Minicle has no need, not being very well-endowed. Much like myself; quite convenient!
[Sholmes: not endowed at all.]
Unlike, say, Ms Adler. Who needs the utmost care when it comes to dressing!
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[ still looking at his face, she bends lower and plucks his blouse from the suitcase and holds it open for him. ]
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He quirks his smile and takes it from her, an eyebrow arching.]
And does a detective utilize all the tools available to him by opting for "simpler"? [Leans in a bit-] Besides, I thought Ms Adler being so buxom was one of the reasons why you liked her so much.
[He's teasing.]
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She is being someone close to you. And to introduce her as you did was so intimate and unveiling. I like her for that.
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And because she is a lady of class and grace?
[And also very buxom?]
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Well, yes! Of course! What do you mean, “was she”?
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I suppose I was too distracted of her bosom to tell of her manner.
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In which case, I have unduly failed Ms Adler, for it is her alluring personality that defines her first and her chest only second!
[THEREFORE:]
You are due another outing with her.
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Naturally. We'll make a date of it with Ms Adler, but the rest of the time... It's just you and I, Sprezzatura. And Iris, too, of course.
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I bring you gifts, too.
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Oh? Gifts? You spoil me; your presence is gift enough!
But... what sort of gifts?
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1/3 did i renew my paid just for this tag combo
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who would do such a thing
i love him
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real tag
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WHERE DID MY NOTIF GO
SADCAT
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