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[notapsychopath.livejournal.com]

[Broke into your home. So what?]

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[bravediogenes.livejournal.com]

[Coming across a strange man in his house would normally frighten him, but not after that little barb. Diogenes fixes Sherlock with a cold look, one that's a little too advanced for a seven-year-old.] If you wish to wander in strange buildings, I'm sure the authorities would be perfectly happy to escort you to the sheriff's office.

[notapsychopath.livejournal.com]

You know, I'm sure they would. They do tend to be eager when it comes to persecuting me.

[bravediogenes.livejournal.com]

How messianic of you. Perhaps I should apologize, I didn't realize I was in the company of a martyr.

[notapsychopath.livejournal.com]

Only to the crushing tedium of normal life, but do feel free to apologise as much as you like.

[bravediogenes.livejournal.com]

Common and arrogant? A charming combination.

[notapsychopath.livejournal.com]

Hardly common, let's be serious, and only arrogant because it's entirely merited.

[bravediogenes.livejournal.com]

Your behavior suggests nothing else, so I'm disinclined to believe you. I doubt my father will, either.

[notapsychopath.livejournal.com]

Oh? And you'd been doing so well. My behaviour suggests far more than just that.

[bravediogenes.livejournal.com]

You've entered my family's house without an invitation. Is this meant to indicate anything other than thievery or abject madness?

[notapsychopath.livejournal.com]

Madness? Quite possible. Thievery- hardly. [He raises his hands, gloveless.] I'm not dressed for stealing, am I? You missed out 'intense curiosity'.

[bravediogenes.livejournal.com]

Ah. So you're merely entirely without manners.

[notapsychopath.livejournal.com]

Took you a while, but yes. Exactly. [Have a sharp, false smile.]

[bravediogenes.livejournal.com]

This reinforces my assertion of your commonness.

[notapsychopath.livejournal.com]

The very fact that it matters reinforces my opinion of you as unfortunately blinkered. As does the fact that you're wrong. Shame, really.

[bravediogenes.livejournal.com]

And yet your opinion is hardly the one of consequence here. I'll call my father.

[notapsychopath.livejournal.com]

Is he as eloquent as you? [He looks amused. And he is, incidentally, genuinely impressed.]

[bravediogenes.livejournal.com]

You'll soon find he outstrips me.

[notapsychopath.livejournal.com]

Fantastic. I look forward to meeting him. Intelligent conversation that I don't have to crick my neck downwards for will be so refreshing. [That was a compliment- as well as a barb about Diogenes' relative height and youth.]

[bravediogenes.livejournal.com]

[We'd expect no less from Sherlock!] It's prudent to warn you that most of your discourse may be with the barrel of a gun.

[notapsychopath.livejournal.com]

Even better. I haven't faced the threat of being shot for three whole days- can you imagine how bored I am?

[bravediogenes.livejournal.com]

You're a very odd person. [Considering most of Diogenes' relatives are completely insane, including a favorite aunt who poisoned her entire family over dinner, that's saying something coming from him.]

[notapsychopath.livejournal.com]

I should certainly hope so. Sherlock Holmes.

[bravediogenes.livejournal.com]

Diogenes Pendergast. [There's a moment of hesitation as Diogenes studies him with distrust.] I'd appreciate it if you told me what you were looking for.

Okay, so- haven't a clue what's in Diogenes' house. Any ideas?

[notapsychopath.livejournal.com]

Diogenes? God. [Mycroft's club's name. Just that is enough to make him grimace.]

God, what isn't in his house?

[bravediogenes.livejournal.com]

There's nothing wrong with my name. I'm quite proud of it.

[The old French manor is, incidentally, an oddity, containing everything from an extensive collection of medieval, renaissance, and modern European artefacts in the living area as well as the Pendergasts' inherited objects – like Comstock Pendergast's old magic-show equipment in the catacombs. Oh yes, and family catacombs.]