Sherlock hums thoughtfully, trying to piece together what it is Moriarty is up to. "And then found yourself to be here instead of where you thought you were. A transporter of some sort perhaps..."
A slot in Watson's arm had opened slightly to let a line connect him to the computer terminal as he sifted through the fragmented data. There is not much left.
"I expected as much," Holmes said, picking up a chair from the wreckage and setting it upright again. "Perhaps you would care to sit down, Mr...?" Him leaving room for the man's name. He has seen the same shock and awe before on Watson's face back when he 'returned' from being dead and the poor man fainted dead away. He rather suspects this man might like to sit before he does the same.
"The bird has flown though, we are only left with the clues he left behind..."
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Date: 2015-02-26 02:07 am (UTC)From:A slot in Watson's arm had opened slightly to let a line connect him to the computer terminal as he sifted through the fragmented data. There is not much left.
"I expected as much," Holmes said, picking up a chair from the wreckage and setting it upright again. "Perhaps you would care to sit down, Mr...?" Him leaving room for the man's name. He has seen the same shock and awe before on Watson's face back when he 'returned' from being dead and the poor man fainted dead away. He rather suspects this man might like to sit before he does the same.
"The bird has flown though, we are only left with the clues he left behind..."