[Al has dropped into a ready stance, keeping the tablet between him and the anomaly, taking a few steps back when it continues to approach.]
Of course I'm interested, I'll be sure to head along as soon as it's convenient. Once I've dealt with my own specimens along the way.
Uh, Dr. Watson? I don't think this is going well, maybe I should just...
[He takes another step backwards.]
No, don't leave. I need to know how you work. I must understand how you work.
[That last bit is said simultaneously with the mouth that his hat and forehead have become, dark and sinister and with an edge of laughter behind it. It's hungry, the need to take Al apart and find out how he works. He wants to take them all apart so there's no mysteries left any more.]
[Al might not see eye-to-eye with Dr. Watson a lot of the time, but he's not stupid and so he doesn't argue against a sensible instruction like that. The view of the tablet goes end over end and flips to show the sky and just a snatch of Al's loincloth as he starts to sprint away.]
I already know how you work, John. I understand you. I'll be there when I'm done.
[There's a brief glimpse of disgusting spatters of blood where Sherlock glides right over the tablet, before they're both out of sight. The sound of footsteps is rapid and gradually getting further away.]
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Of course I'm interested, I'll be sure to head along as soon as it's convenient. Once I've dealt with my own specimens along the way.
Uh, Dr. Watson? I don't think this is going well, maybe I should just...
[He takes another step backwards.]
No, don't leave. I need to know how you work. I must understand how you work.
[That last bit is said simultaneously with the mouth that his hat and forehead have become, dark and sinister and with an edge of laughter behind it. It's hungry, the need to take Al apart and find out how he works. He wants to take them all apart so there's no mysteries left any more.]
cw: body horror
Sherlock, listen to me. I want you there now. I'm in Hsiaoke Pass. Come meet me and you can experiment on me.
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I already know how you work, John. I understand you. I'll be there when I'm done.
[There's a brief glimpse of disgusting spatters of blood where Sherlock glides right over the tablet, before they're both out of sight. The sound of footsteps is rapid and gradually getting further away.]
Don't run from me.
cw: body horror
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