Sherlock crossover RP
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Wolfe:
WHAT IS WITH YOU AND CLIFFHANGERS?!
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I expected Sherlock to be like, "And you've been shagging."
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Me:
Oh Sherlock already knows that, but he can't just blurt it out Especially when he knows that that Slovene has a gun
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Wolfe:
Or he just needs the right audience.
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Me:
true true.. Sherlock: "THIS SLOVENE HAS BEEN SHAGGING!"
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Watson/everyone else:
*SPEWWWWW COFFEE*
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Eugene:
With who?!?
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Watson:
*groans* oh no...
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Sherlock:
Mr. Kovalski is not homosexual, that I can tell. Let's think it through, simpletons: Dr. Nora Barlow, a bit too old for him; also taken by the Count as well. The Empress; No. She is pregnant and seems to have a healthy marriage. Sophie; much too young, probably considered more like a sister if that. That leaves Miss Newkirk and the Turk. I cannot be Adela because her brother would hear of it--she seems rather talkative. That leaves Miss Sarae and, in conclusion, she is the answer.
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Kunsel:
.. what.. how~
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Eugene:
...
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Sarae:
*pale*
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Eugene:
Umm, I blacked out for a second there. What did you say?!
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Sherlock:
OHH FFFF---
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Volger:
Sarae and Kunsel are lovers!
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Eugene:
O _O *heartbroken* WHY WAS I NOT INFORMED OF THIS?! > _< ... ; -;
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Kunsel:
*looks at Eugene* > _> what
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Watson:
so you like Miss Sarae then?
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Eugene:
Umm >_>
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Kunsel:
*gives him a hard look* >:c
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Eugene:
e _e nope
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Adela:
OMFG.
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Sherlock:
simpletons..
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Volger:
I agree.
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Watson:
>_> wait. Where did Ms. Azmiyez go?!
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Sherlock:
SIGH, Do I seriously have to explain everything?!?
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Kunsel:
It would help, Mr. Holmes.
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Sherlock:
*giving kunsel a hard look* Why? Any intentions, Mr. Kovalski?
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Kunsel:
I'm concerned, Holmes. *crosses his arms over his chest*
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Sherlock:
Oh? and why's that? She isn't your mate, now is she? last time I checked, only couples worry about each other. I'm sure Ms. Azmiyev is fine.
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Watson:
Sherlock..
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Kunsel:
*grits his teeth* can't I be concerned about a friend?
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Sherlock:
Yes, you CAN be concerned about a friend, BUT only if you know they're in trouble.
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Is your friend, Ms. Azmiyev, in trouble? If you think so(or KNOW so), you could rush to her aid right now instead of arguing about that fact THAT YOU ARE HER MATE.
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Kunsel:
What? Are you trying to get me to admit that I am, if I am? I can be concerned about friends other times, you know. I was worried that my friend was going to fail the science test and leave me alone the next year with a bunch of idiots as classmates.
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Sherlock:
Get you to admit what, exactly? Oh, and mind I remind you that part of your childhood NEVER HAPPENED. Instead you taught a friend how to defend themselves with their own weapon and later on turn against you. That must have been a painful time. Right, Mr. Kovalski?
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You seem to be deep in the art of weaponry and defense. Have you perhaps killed a man out of rage and grief? Nazi, perhaps? Try not to deny, I'm sure our prince here can confirm.
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Kunsel:
*bares his teeth* maybe I should kill YOU out of rage, you bastard!
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Sherlock:
THAT concerned? For a female friend? How odd. So much concern for JUST a friend you 'care about'.
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Watson:
Sherlock, maybe you should lay off.
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Kunsel:
*clenches his fist, trying not to grab at gunblade*
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Sherlock:
*glances at Watson* No. We're close to a breakthrough. *looks back at Kunsel* Well? Anything to say, Mr. Kovalski? Or was I right?
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Kunsel:
I wonder how fast you can run with those fancy shoes of yours. *growls*
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Sherlock:
Heavens, why would I run? You wont even try. Besides, shouldn't you be looking for Ms. Azmiyev right now? Your rage decieves you, Mr. Kovalski. *whispers* you know you love her *then smiles evilly*
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KunseL:
*storms forward and slams Holmes in the temple with the butt of his gun* FINE! *he shouted* YES! I DO! I LOVE SARAE AZMIYEV! NOW FUCK. OFF!
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Sherlock:
> .< *rubs temple* ow~ what a fine way to ease a headache. Eh, Dr. Watson?
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Watson:
You meant to tell me you went through all that just so he can wack you with his gun?!
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Sherlock:
gunblade, to be precise.
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Watson:
SHERLOCK!
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everyone else:
*faints*
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...
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Sarae:
hey guys. Where did Mr. Kovalski go?
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Sherlock:
*looks at john evilly*
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Watson:
sometimes, you're just a bastard, Sherlock.
