[He's in one of her cupboards. Yes, really. Damn her for coming home early; it's cramped in here. Still, he has done worse things for curiosity's sake- much worse- and crouching in a cupboard while a woman summons a book is-
-what?
Sherlock's mind is instantly flicking through hows and whys. Pulley- harness- magnets- she must know he's there or she wouldn't bother. Either that or it's a practice for something. No. No, too casual, as if she were flicking on a light.
It happened. It did. He will not doubt his eyes. (Cocaine, he reminds himself, is not a hallucinogen). He will not doubt his mind. Never. She won't leave the house for a while yet, if his observations are correct, and they always are. He could wait for her to leave the room, but leaving would mean getting to the door unseen. That borders on the impossible, at least until tomorrow, and that's if he's not caught before that. The moment replays- and then he gives in, opens the doors properly and snatches her book with little other introduction and possibly more anger than the situation requires.] Explain. [Hands already feeling over the book, smoothing over the cover, rubbing the pages, taking a close look at the ink.]
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-what?
Sherlock's mind is instantly flicking through hows and whys. Pulley- harness- magnets- she must know he's there or she wouldn't bother. Either that or it's a practice for something. No. No, too casual, as if she were flicking on a light.
It happened. It did. He will not doubt his eyes. (Cocaine, he reminds himself, is not a hallucinogen). He will not doubt his mind. Never. She won't leave the house for a while yet, if his observations are correct, and they always are. He could wait for her to leave the room, but leaving would mean getting to the door unseen. That borders on the impossible, at least until tomorrow, and that's if he's not caught before that. The moment replays- and then he gives in, opens the doors properly and snatches her book with little other introduction and possibly more anger than the situation requires.] Explain. [Hands already feeling over the book, smoothing over the cover, rubbing the pages, taking a close look at the ink.]