improbablenotimpossible: (Regretful moments)
Sherlock Holmes (Ruler) ([personal profile] improbablenotimpossible) wrote in [community profile] daybreakacademy2019-10-05 08:53 pm

Case 2

Who: Sherlock Holmes, Open
When: Post Hunt, early October
Where: All over.
Warning: Talk of Hunt induce wtfery, will update as needed.



TEXT, September 27
UN: ThreeCoffins
I know I am not the only one who had fallen sway to the Wild Hunt's influence, and I want to apologize for what I might have done. My memory is unfortunately a blur for much of the night - this is an explanation not an excuse.

All I can say - I can assure you, that I have no intentions or desire to harm anyone when I am in my right mind, but I can understand any wariness you might have.



[Garage]

[The car he had driven off on that night was hauled back instead of being taken to a junk yard, and in the evenings, one can find the vampire dressed shockingly casual in oil-stained faded jeans and an old white with a hazy camel on the front. The windshield was shattered, but the hood is popped up, and he's leaning in, seeming completely focused on the engine block, for once not noticing if anyone's approaching, muttering to himself]

Figures there's misalignment... suspension needs work... when the hell did they last change out the oil filter?

[He seems quite absorbed in this]

[ANGRY VIOLIN NOISES]

[Music is his focus, and his escape - normally he would be in his room, but it was late at night so he sought out one of the auditoriums in Theater Lenormand, playing to what he thought would be an audience of zero, the bow angrily darting across the strings, his entire body jerking and twisting with the angry, frustrated melody that is coming out for almost an hour. Then as if he just burned out all his emotion, his bow drops from his hand, and he pitches backwards, falling into a chair, cradling the violin in his hand like it was a precious newborn]

[Library]

[Someone can be seen with stacks of books, many of them pertaining to the Hunt, and others towards mind-influencing magic, he is constantly cross-referencing and doubling up, writing by hand in a huge book filled with sticky notes and faded newspaper clippings, as well as typing it out into a laptop. Doubling the work, but also making sure he's less likely to lose his work.

Unfortunately this means he's hogging those books for the time being, as well as making an entire table unusable due to the mess he's making]
hatesdeerstalkers: (smirk)

VIOLIN NOISES

[personal profile] hatesdeerstalkers 2019-10-06 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
[And a sudden clapping rings out, as Moriarty appears from seemingly nowhere.

How long had he been there? Long enough, apparently.]


Such fury in that piece! the frustration was practically palpable.
hatesdeerstalkers: (Oh well.)

[personal profile] hatesdeerstalkers 2019-10-06 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
[About halfway through, he had entered - so it's entirely possible for Sherlock to have noticed him, after all.

As for Moriarty himself, he shrugs.]


Mm, not really. Just taking a walk after a failed run, you see.

[...Speedrun, that is. He was so close to breaking a personal best, goddamnit.]

I heard the music from outside, so I decided to see who was playing in such an angry way. Imagine my surprise when I saw you!
hatesdeerstalkers: (really?)

[personal profile] hatesdeerstalkers 2019-10-06 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
Indeed. Don't tell me you're still upset about the Hunt - I did see your little text to the rest of the school.

[Moriarty sighs - coming up to see the Violin Sherlock is cradling so tightly, and his eyebrows going up when he gets a good look at it.]

There's no helping nature, and the Hunt is an amplification of it. You can't be blamed for finally giving in, you know.
hatesdeerstalkers: (hhhmmmmm)

[personal profile] hatesdeerstalkers 2019-10-06 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
No, no - I understand.

[...]

Well, no. I suppose I actually don't. Losing control is something that's been a constant of my life, after all.

[He says it calmly, peacefully - something he's long come to terms with.]

Anyway, I do. Quite the priceless treasure, that. There are those in this world that would literally give up parts of their own body just to hold it - I suppose those same people would have wept to have seen your performance on it.
hatesdeerstalkers: (smug face)

[personal profile] hatesdeerstalkers 2019-10-06 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
Hm. Well, let's hope moments like that are only once in a blue moon, yes?

[He gives a little chuckle at the look, moving away towards the back.]

Well, perhaps you just need someone to help you stay calm - Ah, so there is one in here!

[With a grin, he suddenly pulls out a piano from the back, the wheels moving smoothly across the floor. Grabbing a chair, he runs his hands along the keys, listening to the sound.]

Ah, good - seems as if it doesn't need any tuning.

[With that said, he starts a bit of Arabesque No. 1, before sliding into something more improvised, but still serene, eyes closing.]
hatesdeerstalkers: (content)

[personal profile] hatesdeerstalkers 2019-10-06 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
Most play that piece too quickly and roughly, I find.

[Though after he says that, he speaks no more - letting his fingers go forth and play for him, spilling himself out on the keys.

It's no surprise, then, that the music that springs forth is melancholic but also strangely hopeful and determined - along with a strong core that refuses to be drowned out, playing along as if to drag the violin with him...for the moment.]
hatesdeerstalkers: (hhhmmmmm)

[personal profile] hatesdeerstalkers 2019-10-08 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
[Perhaps - After all, words and meanings would have had to take some time. Yet, the soft noises one could make...the crooning to a child, all the myriad meanings that humans instinctively could feel through music.

At that inquisitiveness, that impish chord - he draws it in, a liveliness suddenly coming to the forefront, as if asking to play...or dance, causing a smile to cross his face.

Always the same, no matter the era.]
hatesdeerstalkers: (sneer)

[personal profile] hatesdeerstalkers 2019-10-25 08:29 am (UTC)(link)
[In response, he ramps up, switching into something much more complex without a single hesitation or mistake, matching every bit that Sherlock did.

He's grinning now, rushing along, trying to sweep the man up in his own pace.]
ahew_kha: (Exhausted)

UN: Akhet

[personal profile] ahew_kha 2019-10-06 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
Take a wild guess where I am after the Hunt.

Just an absolutely.

Wild.

Guess.


[She's not bitter at him at all, more bitter and angry at herself than anything else.]
ahew_kha: (Looking down/pensive)

[personal profile] ahew_kha 2019-10-06 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
Again, yes.

[They are very much predators, despite how she acts nothing like one.]

If I never see them again, it will still be too soon. I may as well change my dorm number to the infirmary at this point.
ahew_kha: (Huuuh?)

[personal profile] ahew_kha 2019-10-06 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
I take it that's not a normal thing from them...?

We can only hope something else doesn't pop up that causes me to get hurt again. You would think a magical school could figure out a way to heal things quicker, which work on magical resistant types...

Not the most fun way to find out you're resistant to magic even while not a dragon.
alreadyhuman: and fly away (♪ if you could only spread your wings)

garage

[personal profile] alreadyhuman 2019-10-06 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
[ Vivi doesn't have a lot of experience with complex machines. He's seen a few - even some powered by magic - but he tends to avoid them for a reason even he can't explain.

(Ever since the Wild Hunt, he's dreamed of a strange place full of fog. Something that hums and throbs with mechanical noises. It feels like his memory, but try as he might, he can never match it to anything he remembers.)

He drifts over to Sherlock, wondering what he's doing this time. He seems to have all sorts of interesting things going on, so Vivi hopes that he doesn't mind company. ]

Are you fixing it or breaking it?

[ He doesn't know a lot about cars. ]
alreadyhuman: (♪ from that day)

[personal profile] alreadyhuman 2019-10-06 12:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Wah-! [ He startles immediately, sort of running around Sherlock in circles trying to figure out if he can do anything. ] Sorry, sorry--!

[ He still seems a bit high strung, but after a moment, he sort of. Gets a grip. Calms down a little. He's trying. ]

Oh...Did it get damaged in that hunting thing..?
alreadyhuman: (♪ when all my feelings reach you)

[personal profile] alreadyhuman 2019-10-08 06:33 am (UTC)(link)
Oh. [ He felt like he was going to say something else, but that's all gone out the window knowing it was damage from the Hunt. ]

Can you fix something like that? The, um, windshield. Or do you have to get a new one?
alreadyhuman: (♪ they'll live in spoken words)

[personal profile] alreadyhuman 2019-10-09 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
That's good.

[ Even if Sherlock wasn't an expert in reading body language, Vivi is about as able to conceal his emotions as a labrador puppy. ]

Um...I've been okay. [ not really ] Just thinking about stuff.
alreadyhuman: (♪ when all my feelings reach you)

[personal profile] alreadyhuman 2019-10-11 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
....

[ He takes a while to respond. It's uncharacteristic of him, when he's generally just as eager to answer as he is to ask. ]

I felt weird, during the Hunt. Not normal weird, not scared or anything. I just felt...really angry. Like I wanted to destroy things.

I don't really understand it. But, um...I think it has something to do with what I don't remember. The stuff I lost...falling off the airship.
alreadyhuman: (♪ they'll live in spoken words)

[personal profile] alreadyhuman 2019-10-16 03:15 pm (UTC)(link)
It felt really bad. [ His voice is shading into miserable, but it swerves upward again at the introduction of a new topic. ]

Instincts? I guess I could have those... They're not affected by memories, right?
alreadyhuman: far into the sky (♪ you would fly far)

[personal profile] alreadyhuman 2019-10-17 01:21 pm (UTC)(link)
...I've always known how to do my magic without being taught...it was just controlling it that was the problem. Making it small and stuff. Maybe that's an instinct.

I dunno what that says about me, though. [ Nothing good, maybe. ]
ofexperience: (The Song of Los)

Library

[personal profile] ofexperience 2019-10-06 11:54 am (UTC)(link)
[... Ah, goodness, he's been buried in research himself recently, but this is... uh. Goodness. He can see some of the books he was interested in looking through in those stacks.]

... Quite busy, I see.
ofexperience: (Auguries of Innocence)

[personal profile] ofexperience 2019-10-06 10:11 pm (UTC)(link)
That'd make the both of us.

[There were some of the books that Sherlock hadn't managed to get in V's stack. The others point to dreams and magic related to that...

Plus a few on other, more daemonic denizens of the Outlands, for an unrelated matter.]


I can at least wait until you've finished... though, perhaps it wouldn't be remiss to work together.
Edited 2019-10-06 22:11 (UTC)
ofexperience: (Proverbs of Hell)

[personal profile] ofexperience 2019-10-09 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
[The less relevant books get put away as V takes a seat.]

... I suppose having to research these sorts of countermeasures was somewhat inevitable. I just hadn't anticipated it being so soon.
subconmodo: (Let's talk about your chances of living.)

un: mortiscausa

[personal profile] subconmodo 2019-10-07 01:52 pm (UTC)(link)
What's that the kids are saying these days... "Big mood?"

Not my finest moment, that night. But hey, guess who's NOT in the infirmary!


[it's a not Christmas miracle]
subconmodo: (this is fine)

[personal profile] subconmodo 2019-10-10 02:56 pm (UTC)(link)
I know, right! Looks like things might be starting to come up Snatcher again!

Other parts of that night aside, of course.

But misery loves company and all that. Better everyone else got to suffer with you, eh?
Edited 2019-10-10 14:56 (UTC)
subconmodo: (H - I smell bullshit)

[personal profile] subconmodo 2019-10-17 01:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Depends on why you want to know.
heromedal: (Default)

Library

[personal profile] heromedal 2019-10-08 08:02 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, you do that too. [ Which is how Rex greets Sherlock, with a stack of books of his own- it goes from his hips to under his chin, so it's a pretty huge stack. ] If anyone asks, say it's a group project, and everyone else has stepped out. Otherwise, the staff have a tendency to become quite querulous.
heromedal: (I don't have time for this.)

[personal profile] heromedal 2019-10-13 10:08 am (UTC)(link)
Well, yes, but I meant reading several books at once.

[ Though Rex's method proves to be a bit different as he starts to set up shop on the table next to Sherlock's. He arranges some of the stack into a semi-circle around him, each book opened flat. His eyes glide over two pages at once, then he turns his head to the next one, turning the page on the previous without looking. ]

May I enquire as to what you are researching?