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[paradisamods]

[And, quite suddenly...

You're holding your journal. If you already were holding it, congratulations. If you weren't... you are now! Somebody wants your attention.

And get this: it's empty.

The old one's kicking around somewhere, but for now, look at what Paradisa gave you!]

Comments

[isbritishgov]

[But it's so much fun!]

You wonder about the worse things to wonder about. [...then why try?] Indeed. Though if you discover what it truly is, it may explain why this occurred.

[confidente]

I wonder about the things most normal people wonder about. [ Because he's clearly a glutton for rejection. Or something. ] I haven't got the first clue what it truly is.

[isbritishgov]

It must be so incredibly dull in your mind. [Woops got out before he could help himself. Sorry John.] Nor have I, though it is connected to the castle of that there is little doubt.

[confidente]

Yes, well, thank you for reminding me about my dull existence. [ He's not really that mad. Sherlock says it all the time, thus he's gotten used to it. ] That one is painfully obvious.

[isbritishgov]

Is living with my brother that boring for you? [It's not your existence John, just your mind. Really.] Indeed it is unfortunately.

[confidente]

No, that's not what I meant. [ He just woke up, give him a break. ] Which makes it all the more difficult to figure it out.

[isbritishgov]

I imagine not, he is hardly boring. [That's no fun though!] Indeed it does. Perhaps, less so, if somehow, the records from the, previous journal are still here.

[confidente]

That's one word I'd never dream about using to describe him. [ JERK. ASS. JERKASS. ] Shame they aren't anywhere to be seen.

[isbritishgov]

Indeed. [....boyfriend.] Not to be seen? More then likely merely well hidden, and I am confident it or they will be found. [Not by him though nope.]

[confidente]

[ Don't even go there. DON'T EVEN. ] Like an archive?

[isbritishgov]

[And why not? Whatever will you do?] Yes, or the journals themselves are not, empty but are new.

[confidente]

[ Something! ] New... [ A beat. ] The old journals could be around here somewhere.

[isbritishgov]

[Really? Just merely something?] Indeed. [He's sounding smug at this next bit.] An eye on Sherlock would be advisable if you would like your, residence, intact.

[confidente]

[ Shut up, he isn't a criminal mastermind. ] Sherlock-- [ A groan, this is going to be a fun mess to clean up. ] Right.

[isbritishgov]

[No :/ Because it's so much fun.] Indeed. I would advise hiding yours as well, away from prying eyes.

[confidente]

[ He's totally pulling a face now. ] What good will that do? Sherlock will find a way to pry even if he doesn't get his hands on my journal.

[isbritishgov]

Do you, wish him to, think over past events as well as the present?

[confidente]

It won't matter what I wish, you know what he's like when he sets his mind on something. [ Sir, you better not be hinting towards any particular events. That you really shouldn't know about. At all. ]

[isbritishgov]

Indeed, but you can, attempt to prolong such a thing, until as such time you think it appropriate for him to find it. [Of course not John, of course not.]

[confidente]

Yes. Attempt.

[isbritishgov]

Surely it will keep you entertained for some time John.

[confidente]

Wonderful.

[isbritishgov]

It is far better then dealing with a bored Sherlock is it not?